Me
I’m Eli. I’m a janitor.
When I was eight years old, my father bet me $50 that I couldn’t memorize all the presidents of the United States. I did it in two days. (I had too much time on my hands. In all honesty, I still do.)
Fast forward twenty years. In 2025, I was a high school teacher, and I wanted to get my students to go out into the world and learn about…well, about what interested them. So I decided to be an example, and learn about what interested me. And what interested me?
My party trick. I could still memorize all the presidents in order. But I didn’t know anything about them. And I sure wasn’t about to let that slide, so I made a list of sites for each president that I wanted to go to - houses, libraries, etc - and started making road trips. Then came the videos - little two-minute reels on social media about the sites I was visiting. For a while, I had a little following. Things seemed to be going well.
Then something happened.
Five years of teaching gave me severe anxiety and post-traumatic stress. On a Friday in November, I quit on the spot. I had no plans. No jobs lined up. Very little mental health to build back onto. (I do not recommend quitting your job this way.)
Eventually, I did find another job. I built my mental health back over the course of several months, and I still am. When I got to a spot where I was comfortable with my new life, I started looking at the future. What were my plans before I hit the reset button on my whole damn life?
Well, that’s why we’re here, isn’t it?
Welcome to the updated Presidents’ Tour.
The Mission
I’m visiting at least one historical site for every U.S. president. (Sometimes more than one.)
Why? Well, there are a few reasons:
I have free will.
I like road trips.
I like knowing less-known history. (To be clear, I also like knowing well-known history.)
I think one of our purposes as humans is to get as wide a perspective on the world around us as possible. This is one of the ways I try to do that.
When I was a teacher, I wanted my kids go 100% down any rabbit holes that interested them. What kind of teacher would I be if I didn’t exemplify that in my life?
Thirst for knowledge is the spice of life. It makes life spicy. And I can’t handle spice, but I like to pretend I can.
Thanks for dropping by. Stay tuned!