The three of us arrived in the town of Wallingford, Connecticut around 12:15pm on Friday June 9, 2023. Tom had made special arrangements with Nicole Thomas, the Communications Office Coordinator at Choate Rosemary Hall School, for a 1:30pm tour of…
Author: Thomas Watson
My name is Thomas Watson and I've been a U.S. history fanatic since I was 9 years old. In 2013, I decided to take my passion to the next level when I purchased a Thomas Jefferson bobble head with the sole intention of photographing that bobble head at Presidential sites. From that first day on July 10, 2013 at Spiegel Grove in Fremont, Ohio, this journey has taken on a life of its own. Now, nearly 40,000 miles later, I thought it was time to share the experiences, stories, and photos of Jefferson's travels. Keep in mind, this entire venture has been done with the deepest respect for the men who held the office as our President; no matter what their political affiliations, personal ambitions, or public scandals may have been. This blog is intended to be a true tribute to the Presidents of the United States and this story will be told Through the Eyes of Jefferson. I hope you enjoy the ride!
243: THE EARLY WORM GETS THE BIRD AT CHET’S DINER
I wasn’t taken by surprise when Tom’s alarm rang at 4:00am on Friday June 9, 2023. I was shocked, however, when my photographer got his large carcass off the bed and into action without any hesitation. The reason for his…
242: THE BROOKLINE CONNECTION OF YOUNG JOHN KENNEDY
The day was growing old when we departed Quincy, Massachusetts and headed north towards Boston on Thursday June 8, 2023. As I saw the clock ticking towards three o’clock in the afternoon, I started to wonder what the traffic situation…
241: HONORING THE GLORIOUS SPIRIT OF ABIGAIL ADAMS
When my photographer woke up in our Concord Best Western motel room at 6:00am, I was anxious for the day to get started. Even though we had some unfinished business to complete at the New Hampshire State House before we…
240: AN AFTERNOON WITH AMERICA’S SADDEST PRESIDENT
The clock on our rented Ford Explorer’s dashboard read 12:30pm when my photographer, his travel companion, Bob Moldenhauer, and I were on the road towards Hillsboro, New Hampshire. Although the temperature had warmed up slightly in the afternoon of Wednesday…
239: THE WORLD OF CALVIN COOLIDGE WAS ANYTHING BUT SILENT
Day four of our trip began when my photographer’s alarm went off in our room at the Mountain Sports Inn precisely at 6:00am. It was Wednesday June 7, 2023, and the weather forecast for the first part of the day…
238: ON THE ROAD TO NOWHERE WITH THEODORE ROOSEVELT
It was precisely six o’clock when Tom’s alarm rang on the morning of Tuesday June 6, 2023. The weather forecast for that morning was cloudy, overcast, and a cool 57 degrees. My two companions got themselves ready, the Explorer packed,…
237: GOOD GOLLY, MISS MOLLY – WILL YOU LET ME STAND ON THAT BED?
It was an easy 47-mile ride from Hyde Park to Kinderhook, New York. We arrived at Lindenwald, the home of President Martin Van Buren, at precisely 4:00pm on Monday June 5, 2023; only to discover the last tour of the…
236: A FEW HOURS WITH FALA, FRANKLIN, AND FIRST LADY ELEANOR
I couldn’t believe my painted eyes when Tom’s alarm rang at 5:30am on Monday June 5, 2023. For the second morning in a row, my rotund photographer and his friend Bob Moldenhauer were up at the crack of dawn and…
235: THE ROOM WHERE A COWBOY BECAME MR. PRESIDENT
The one-mile drive north along Delaware Avenue took us over the rainbow and into the Allentown section of Buffalo at just a few minutes before eleven o’clock on Sunday morning June 4, 2023. Tom found a parking spot behind the…