Go Vote and Keep the Faith

What a slog, huh? But here we are, on the eve of the presidential election. I think back to July 13, the day of the first assassination attempt on Donald Trump (how wild is that sentence?). I was on a flight to Hawaii with my boys, a very upscale version of our usual summer vacation. We were on descent into Honolulu when my son told me Trump had been shot at his Butler, PA rally.