For once, Tom and Vicki didn’t set an alarm on the morning of Friday July 19, 2019. We had pushed the limits since we left Michigan, and my photographer figured we had all day to travel the 125 miles to…
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!
113: OH BOPPER, YOU KNOW WHAT I LIKE!
It was a beautiful sunshine-filled morning when the alarm went off at 6:00am on Thursday July 18, 2019. Although I knew that there were no Presidential sites scheduled for that day, I was excited for my photographer because it was…
112: MARSHMALLOWS AND GATORADE
Before my photographer’s alarm went off at 6:30am, I admired the stunning view of the Gulf of Mexico from my perch on the room’s window ledge. The Gulf seemed peacefully calm and tranquil; with only a passing small boat or…
111: HIGHWAY TO THE DANGER ZONE
“Revvin’ up your engine; Listen to her howlin’ roar. Metal under tension; Beggin’ you to touch and go. Highway to the danger zone. Ride into the danger zone”. It was Tuesday July 16, 2019 and the three of us were…
110: THIS TALLADEGA KNIGHT WASN’T DAZED
When we left the Maranatha Baptist Church in Plains, Georgia around 12:15pm on Sunday July 14, 2019, the three of us were still intoxicated from our Jimmy Carter experience. It didn’t take long, however, for Hurricane Barry to sober us…
109: PLEASED TO MEET YOU, MR. PRESIDENT!
After I stood on the life-sized statue of FDR at Dowdell’s Knob; a unique statue that depicted his leg braces; we headed back to the car for our 75-mile journey to “Jimmy Carter Country” – Plains, Georgia. It was 2:00pm…
108: UNFINISHED ENDING AT THE LITTLE WHITE HOUSE
Vicki was happy; she got to sleep-in an extra hour on Saturday July 13, 2019. My companion’s alarm clock went off at 7:00am, and that was due to the fact that we were less than one mile from our first…
107: COOL TIMES IN HOTLANTA
It was Friday morning July 12, 2019 and I had made it through the night at the General Morgan Inn without incident. I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary; I never heard any strange sounds – except for the…
106: WHERE ARE YOU, GREENE ROOM GRACE?
It had been a little over seven weeks since my ten-day trip throughout Virginia and Washington D.C. had ended. As soon as I returned home from that incredible trip, my photographer performed cosmetic surgery on my legs. When he finished…
105: ANOTHER GO AT GOADING GARFIELD’S GHOST
When our alarm clock rang at 6:00am on Sunday May 19, 2019, that irritating sound had kick-started the final day of our intense ten-day Presidential tour. So far, it had lived up to all of my expectations as the most…