Tommie Jefferson
Dave Roman
Author Bio
The author is a semi retired computer consultant with a law degree, who studied the Constitution for over 25 years and even taught classes on the founding of our country at a local college. He also spent time at the National Archives in Washington looking at many original documents.
Mr. Roman also went to the 1976 Republican convention in Kansas City as a TV reporter for a local station.
Description
Many parents complain that their children no longer learn about the founding of our country and those who were involved. Some turn to home schooling and others bite the bullet and place their children in a private school.
Rush Limbaugh noted this trend and wrote his books about Rush Revere and a talking horse that takes Rush into the past.
Tommie Jefferson is a book about a young reporter who after graduation from journalism school, is assigned to write an article about Monticello. Her name is Tommie because her father wanted a boy and so named her Tommie. He gets her a job at a newspaper near Monticello. She accidentally goes through a time portal and is taken back to the time of Thomas Jefferson.
There is a clash between the old and the new. Mr. Jefferson doesn’t know what Tennis Shoes or jeans are. The stable owner where Tommie gets her horse doesn’t know what a credit card is.
The clash is humorous, but is well versed with historical fact. She eventually learns that the phrase “separation of church and state” is not in the Constitution. A great story to entice young teens to learn more about our third president and the times in which he lived.
The reader will be taken through historical events at Monticello that the young reporter lives through. She finds out about Lewis and Clark, the 1200 pound cheese given to Mr. Jefferson as a gift. She even has to abandon Monticello with Mr. Jefferson as British Lord Carleton and his troops try to surprise and capture Jefferson.
There is even a section that discusses options to reverse the original Supreme Court ruling to stop public money from transporting private school students to their schools.
Book excerpt
CHAPTER THREE
The Time Portal
The Richie Tavern
On Monday morning Tommie decided to have breakfast at the Michie Tavern. The breakfast was delicious, so she decided to finish with a cup of coffee and revel in the colonial atmosphere.
She relaxed at her table for about 5 minutes when Bill Mitchie, her waiter came over to talk with her. He looked at her and said “you’re not a tourist, are you?”
“No, I’m not. I am a new reporter for the Charlottesville Newspaper and I just moved to town. I am just doing research for my first assignment.”
“Which is?” he asked. “It’s to be on Monticello and Jefferson.” My editor said it should be unique, because so many stories have been written about Monticello.”
“How unique does it have to be?” Bill asked. Tommie thought for a few seconds and said “Something exciting. Jefferson’s letters seem boring and Monticello has been written about over and over. I wish I could have been there at a few exciting times in his life.” Bill said thoughtfully “be careful what you wish for.”
Tommie then looked around for the ladies room. She asked where the restrooms were. “If you like excitement, go through the back door once you come out of the restroom. Once you are out the door, turn left and you will see a livery stable down the road run by a Mr. Jameson” “Thanks Bill” looking at him with a puzzled look.
She saw a sign saying restrooms and walked down the hall to the ladies room. When she came out of the ladies room, she turned right down the hall and to the back door.
There was a door there, but there was no sign on the door. She opened the door and walked through, stepping out behind the Tavern.
Tommie noticed something strange. The landscape looked different. There were more woods and trees than she thought there were. She also noticed a livery stable just a short distance away from the Tavern just as Bill had said.
Curious, she walked over to the livery and saw a number of horses in the stable. She didn’t notice this livery when she arrived at the Tavern, so she walked in to look at the horses.
To her surprise, one of the horses was a beautiful black horse with white markings that reminded her of Benji, her own horse back home. Suddenly a man appeared dressed in unusual clothes, reminiscent of the early 1800s, similar to those she saw in some of her history books. The man spoke in an Irish brogue and asked what she was doing there.
Tommie said she was only admiring the horses. The man looked a little puzzled and said “where do you come from?”, “what kind of clothes are those you wear?”
Tommie wasn’t sure what he meant, because she was just wearing a blue sweatshirt with an American Flag on the front, a pair of jeans and Nike tennis shoes.
Tommie replied “these are just a sweatshirt, jeans and Nike tennis shoes and I am from a small town in Ohio.”
The man looked strangely at her and said where is Ohio? Why are you wearing “jeans” trousers (whoever she is) and what in God’s green earth are Nike tennis shoes?”
Just then a dog came running into the stable, barking at her. It was a large dog and looked like some sort of sheep dog.
Ollie ran up to her and stopped barking. He looked at her and she somehow felt an immediate bond with the dog.
Mr. Jameson said “don’t worry about the dog. That is one of Mr. Jefferson’s dogs that he raises. They sometimes get loose and come down here for a visit. They are long-tailed shaggy Briards. (2) This one’s name is Ollie.”
“My name is Tommie and I am a news reporter working in Charlottesville. Who are you?”
“My name is Andrew Jameson and I am the proprietor of this livery stable. Do you want to rent a horse?”
Tommie asked him how far Monticello was from the livery. Mr. Jameson replied “about half a mile to Mr. Jefferson’s estate.” He asked again “do you want a horse?” Tommie said “yes I would like to use a horse to ride up to Monticello.” She asked if he would take a credit card. Mr. Jameson said “what is a credit card?”
Tommie started to explain that “a credit card is a little plastic card like this one” as she pulled her Visa card out of her pocket.
Mr. Jameson really looked puzzled now. “What is “plastic?” he asked. Without hesitation she said “I can charge the rental of the horse on this card!”
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