With the family on the land near Appomattox Court House
Monticello is on a mountain. When I stood there, the air was crisp and clear – an early fall coolness that hadn’t chilled into winter. I felt like I was on top of the world.
I’m probably not alone in coming to a new appreciation for history as an adult – queuing up The Rest Is History podcast episodes, going down Wikipedia rabbit holes, occasionally forging through tomes like Battle Cry of Freedom.
But recounted history can only do so much to capture the ineffable, ambient information of historical places. I’ve crisscrossed the country seeing battlefields, abandoned pueblos, graveyards, and monuments.
Monticello stands out, because of its startling intimacy.
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