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Barron Trump was the subject of attention during Monday’s inauguration, as well as the political luminaries. He shared a brief yet captivating exchange with Joe Biden.

The whisper that ensued was the catalyst for the social media hysteria, as the departing president was approached by the 6-foot-9 first son.

Barron Trump is once again making headlines, this time at his father’s inauguration on January 20, 2025. He shared an unexpected moment with former president Joe Biden.

The 18-year-old student from New York University, who was only 10 years old when Donald Trump was first sworn in as president, attended the DC event with his mother, Melania Trump, and his elder half-siblings.

Barron, a towering 6-foot-9 Trump, entertained the crowds during Trump’s inauguration as the 47th president, absorbing the energy and acclaim from his father and Republican supporters in the U.S. Capitol Rotunda.

As he introduced Barron, the sole child he shares with Melania, to an audience that erupted in applause, Trump stated, “I have a very tall son.”

“He was aware that the youth voted.” By 36 points, we emerged victorious in the student vote. He was saying, “Dad, you must go out and do this one or that one.” We executed numerous instances of them. They are all held in high regard by him, and he has a profound understanding of them.

Barron, who participated in his first election in November 2024, is depicted waving his arms to the crowds and smiling in response to the acclaim.

The young man was observed engaging in an action that caused a sensation on the internet following Trump’s inauguration for his second term.

Barron traversed the throng, briefly leaving his father’s side for a mere minute, which was sufficient to approach the departing president and former Vice President, Kamala Harris.

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