And there it is again, putting words in my mouth. Did I say I was like the Founding Fathers? No, what I can say, and what I will say, is that I probably know more about each of them, than anyone else on this board knows about one of them.
I have worn the white gloves, do you even know what that means? I have a Reader Identification Card to the Library of Congress, and have had it, for more than forty years. My knowledge doesn't come from history books, I was past that more than forty years ago. It sure as hell doesn't come from the media, or Facebook. It comes from reading the actual documents themselves. From holding the very papers those founders wrote and signed. They held it in their hands, I have held many of them in mine.
I have read all the Federalist papers, actually wrote about all of them. The Constitutional conventions, the Congress of the Confederation, yep, have read the transcripts and journals from all of them. Maybe more importantly, I have read the newspaper editorials, all the broadsides. You don't even know what a damn broadside is.
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That guy is my favorite founder. He epitomizes the sacrifices those great men made to found this country. I beat a dollar to a doughnut, and yeah, I know that doesn't mean much now, but it used to. You never heard of him, Ceasar Rodney.
He is one of three delegates for Delaware to the Continental Congress, and I am sure, you don't realize that each state got one vote, although they had two or three delegates. For Delaware it was Thomas McKean and George Reed, along with Rodney. Rodney is back in Delaware, working hard to finance the Continental Army, it has been a little over a year since the first shots were fired that initiated the American Revolution. He gets a letter on July 1, 1776, while in Dover. Continental Congress is holding a vote, on the plantation of Henry Lee. Yes, I said "Lee", the very next day.
Now Rodney has been plagued with asthma his entire life. And he also suffered from horrendous cancer that mutilated his face. He wore a green scarf over his face to hide that mutilation. And he spent most of his fortune on medical treatment for both the cancer and the asthma. Reed was against declaring independence, MeKean was for it, they needed Rodney to break the tie.
Rodney gets on his horse, rides for 18 hours straight, through continuous rain, lightening and thunder. It is said the other delegates heard his horse, pounding on the cobblestones, covered in lather. And in comes Rodney, still wearing his spurs, covered in mud, wearing his green scarf. I vote yes he exclaimed.
That moment, that very moment, is when America was founded. And it is so sad. No one knows about it. It wasn't James Madison or Alexander Hamilton. And don't get me started on George Washington, a relative of mine, he wasn't even a founder. No, in my eyes Ceasar Rodney will always be the father of this country. And while there is a huge monument to Washington, another for Jefferson, and Madison is highly regarded. Ceasar Rodney is buried somewhere on Dover Air Force base in an unmarked grave.