The staff at Monticello has not forgotten him either. I’ll never forget the ride down the mountain that night with Christopher flying along the winding road cut out of deep forest, a road that is treacherous even in the daytime. So, he was well pleased, as was I to be able to show off my friend in that setting. Christopher got into an argument with a devout Catholic at dinner. Lots of people showed up and bought books. Almost before I knew it, the book was done, and we were on our way to the Mountain. fest over an early lunch in the East Village that stretched throughout the afternoon until we ordered dinner and continued talking until he had to go teach his class at the New School. So, it meant a great deal to me when he got the Jefferson bug (much to his delight, he and the Sage shared a birth date), and I was able to talk to him about a subject that was to become my life’s work. When I published my first book on Thomas Jefferson and Sally Hemings, he sometimes managed to work me, and the title, into his writings and public appearances when he did not have to. Over the years Christopher was (it hurts so to write that) unfailingly supportive as I made the transition from lawyer to writer/professor.
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