At dinner, he maintained that Washington stood up in a large ship while crossing the Potomac to make a surprise attack against the British in Virginia.
He was the kind of person you couldn’t question. If he thought the sky was green, you agreed to avoid a nasty argument.
I kept quiet, nodding my head, knowing that George Washington crossed the Delaware in a Durham boat. I was an American History major and a teacher, but it didn’t matter to John. He needed to be right more than I did.