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PREFACEI first met Bill Clinton during my weeklong foray to Arkansas Boy's State on a hot summer morning in 1976. Clinton had been defeated two years before in an ambitious and overreaching bid to unseat Arkansas' lone Republican congressman, John Paul Hammerschmidt. Now, in the nation's Bicentermial year, without Republican opposition in November, he had just effectively won the post of Arkansas' attorney general.Some of my best friends in high school had campaigned for Clinton during his battle to unseat Hammerschmidt, and I had been enraptured hearing them speak of this new sort of Democratic wunderkind. I had seen and heard him speak late in the '74 campaign and watched in blank amazement asin three short minuteshe turned a tired and listless Russellville audience into an enthusiastic, cheering crowd. To say that I was anxious to meet Clinton in person was an understatement. During his speech to several hundred teen-aged boys gathered in the University of Central Arkansas' Old Main auditorium, Clinton stressed the value of a solid education and pointed to our own interests in political careers as a hopeful sign for the future.