One year after his young son disappeared during a Halloween carnival,
Mike Cole is haunted by eerie images and terrifying messages he can’t
explain. Together with his estranged wife, he will stop at nothing to
unravel the mystery and find their son—and, in doing so, he unearths a
legend that refuses to remain buried in the past.
Thomas Jefferson, America’s third president and the author of the Declaration of Independence, is often held up as a demonstration of good old-fashioned American values. Well, apart from the whole “owning slaves” thing.
Although Jefferson repeatedly disparaged public debt during his lifetime, he wasn’t so principled about his own money. He ended up dying broke, with debts of over $100,000. And if you’re guessing he spent all his funds on a vast bald eagle breeding program, you’re going to be disappointed.
Basically, the guy had a taste for really expensive wine. Jefferson became a superfan of the drink while living in France in the 1780s, and after his return to America, the inferior colonial wines no longer cut it. So he did the logical thing and started importing the stuff from Europe. Jefferson was so knee-deep in wine hipsterism that he even imported it in glass bottles rather than in the standard barrels, because he was paranoid that crooked merchants might water it down en route. All this added up to a habit that, in current dollars, cost over a million dollars a year. And here you were feeling guilty for buying the fancy scented hand sanitizer to get drunk on.