 who, in fact, said go to the hospital, not to the White House. Had they gone to the White House, he would have bled out. Instead, they went to the hospital. Of course, you know, my father lived. But I also think about that day and think about the others, just like yesterday, the others who took bullets that were meant for my father. And it so affected my father, Frank, that my father, and I had this conversation with him on Good Friday of 1988,