My photographer’s alarm rang at 6:00am on Friday July 26, 2024 and I was anxious for the three of us to hit the road. The reason for my eagerness was because Tom had scheduled a full day of Abraham Lincoln…
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!
300: THE ROAD TO THE LAND OF AH’S TOOK ME THROUGH THE LAND OF LINCOLN’S LOGS
My photographer’s alarm went off at 4:30am on Thursday July 25, 2024 and that meant one thing – we had exactly two hours before our twelve-day trip to Kansas City, Missouri was scheduled to begin. Although the primary reason behind…
299: I SPENT THE DAY WITH FORD AFTER MISSING THE NIGHT WITH TRUMP
When my last trip ended on May 3, 2024, I spent the next 78 days standing on a shelf with the rest of my Presidential bobble head friends. Although I was mentally prepared for the twelve-day adventure to Kansas City…
298: INTO VIRGINIA WITH ITS MOUNTAINS OF BLUE; WE ENDED AT AN OHIO FORT, BUT WHERE WAS TIPPECANOE?
Our alarm rang on the 15th day of our trip at 6:00am on Thursday May 2, 2024. We had spent the night at the Hampton Inn in Mooresville, North Carolina, and now it was time to begin the laborious journey…
297: IF NASCAR IS A NATIONAL TREASURE, THEN THE SECRET LIES WITH CHARLOTTE
It was the first day of May 2024 when my photographer’s alarm awakened him at 6:00am. For Tom and me, there’s no better way to kick-off a day than to pay a visit to a Presidential site. And not just…
296: SWEET CAROLINA, GOOD TIMES NEVER SEEMED SO GOOD
My photographer’s wife did a good job getting us safely into Columbia, South Carolina, and she did an even better job finding a parking spot in close proximity to the South Carolina State House. It was 2:15pm on April 30,…
295: MY MORNING WITH TWO DECENT DOCENTS AT THE AUGUSTA HOMES OF WILSON AND WALTON
Tuesday April 30, 2024 began when Tom’s alarm rang at 6:00am in our room at the Baymont Hotel in Augusta, Georgia. The first thing my photographer did when he rose out of bed was to remove my bandages to see…
294: LIFE IS LIKE A BOX OF CHOCOLATES, YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU’RE GOING TO GET IN SAVANNAH
With Vicki behind the wheel of the Jeep, it took about two-and-a-half hours to get from the Confederate Monument outside of St. Augustine and into downtown Savannah, Georgia. And as luck would have it, my photographer’s wife found reasonably priced…
293: STANDING IN THE FOOTSTEPS OF FOUR AMERICAN PRESIDENTS IN OUR NATION’S OLDEST CITY
I won’t hesitate to admit I had a very restless and uncomfortable night at the Holiday Inn Express in St. Augustine, Florida, even though I ain’t ‘fraid of no ghosts. The spooky image my photographer’s wife had captured in front…
292: THE ST. AUGUSTINE LIGHTHOUSE WAS HAUNTED – BUT I AIN’T ‘FRAID OF NO GHOST
Sunday April 28, 2024 began when Tom’s alarm rang at 5:45am. On that particular morning, my companions didn’t wake up in a hotel room, but instead had spent the night in the Melbourne, Florida home of my photographer’s good friend…