It’s the birthday of the man who said, “In matters of style, swim with the current; in matters of principle, stand like a rock.” That’s Thomas Jefferson (books by this author), born in Albemarle County, Virginia (1743). He certainly lived by those words. He wrote the Declaration of Independence for the fledgling United States and then served as its minister of France, secretary of state, vice president, and president. But he was also — among other things — an inventor, philosopher, farmer, naturalist, astronomer, food and wine connoisseur, and musician. An early biographer, James Parton, described the young Jefferson a year before he helped write the Declaration of Independence: “A gentleman of 32 who could calculate an eclipse, survey an estate, tie an artery, plan an edifice, try a cause, break a horse, dance a minuet, and play the violin.”
Jefferson was an important force in American architecture. He built a wall of bones.
His talent for botany was evident in his Monticello gardens and farm. In the gardens he grew 170 varieties of fruit, 330 varieties of vegetables, and ornamental plants and flowers. He grew Mexican varieties of peppers, beans collected by Lewis and Clark, broccoli from Italy. The English pea was his favorite vegetable and he had a Garden Book in which he kept exhaustive notes on the states of his turnips, lettuces, artichokes, tomatoes, eggplants, and squash — when each variety was sown, when it was mulched and how, when the first leaves or fruits appeared, which varieties were tastiest. His household ate from the garden and he said that he ate meat and animal products “as a condiment for the vegetables, which constitute my principal diet.” Some of the varieties that Jefferson cultivated at Monticello have been passed down as heirloom vegetables and people still plant them in their backyard gardens. Overall he had about 5,000 acres of farmland, planted mostly in wheat and other grains. The man who wrote, “All men are created equal” defended the institution of slavery and he was dependent on the labor of hundreds of slaves to keep his farms running. He spent a large part of his days supervising them. He wrote, “From breakfast, or noon at the latest, to dinner, I am mostly on horseback, Attending to My Farm or other concerns, which I find healthful to my body, mind, and affairs.”
Jefferson loved music. He wrote to an Italian friend, “If there is a gratification which I envy any people in this world it is to your country its music. This is the favorite passion of my soul, and fortune has cast my lot in a country where it is in a state of deplorable barbarism.” He played the violin, and sometimes the cello and harpsichord, and sang. He walked around Monticello singing and humming to himself.
Jefferson died on July 4, 1826, exactly 50 years after his Declaration of Independence had been adopted. He was 83 years old and wrote his own epitaph before he died. It didn’t mention anything about being president. It said, “Here was buried Thomas Jefferson, Author of the Declaration of American Independence, of the Statute of Virginia for Religious Freedom, and Father of the University of Virginia.”
from The Poetry Almanac of April 14, 2022
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