An inch.
One inch, and President Donald J. Trump would be dead.
One slight turn of the head.
One slight turn of the head saved Donald J. Trump’s life.
The fact that Donald J. Trump is alive today is a miracle. There is no other way to see it. His assassin had a clear line of sight. He was 135 meters from Trump. He got off multiple rounds.
And Trump was wounded. Barely grazed in the ear, bleeding profusely, Trump rose from the ground, pumped his fist, and shouted, “Fight!”
Whatever the reason—and who knows the reasons of God?—God decided that Donald J. Trump would live on Saturday.
And that demands an answer of us: Can we, as Trump has now said, unify? Can we come together as Americans? Because if that assassin’s bullet had been one inch the other way, our country would have found…
