
It is not everything that my family and my cousins in the Hemings family have been working on for more than 25 years, but it is a step in the right direction. Earlier this month, Cedric Jessup Jr. was buried in the Jefferson family graveyard at Monticello. Cedric was a Black man descended from Thomas Jefferson through Jefferson’s great-great grandson Moncure Robinson Taylor and Rachael Robinson, who was enslaved by Taylor’s family. Cedric was the brother of Gayle Jessup White, a long-time friend of mine who worked for 10 years at Monticello in public relations and as a community engagement officer whose job was to reach out to the Black community of Charlottesville and beyond, especially to people descended from slaves who were owned by Jefferson and lived and worked at the Monticello plantation.
Cedric Jessup’s burial at Monticello was facilitated by Robert Eppes, a past president of the Monticello Association, the group of white descendants of Jefferson who have refused for years to include descendants of Sally Hemings and Thomas Jefferson as members of the Association with rights to burial in the graveyard. Eppes was among those who voted against allowing the Hemings family to become members of the Monticello Association.
Gayle was quoted on the issue of the Hemings by a reporter for the New York Times who wrote a story about the burial at Monticello. In addition to being a direct descendant of Jefferson, Gayle is related to the Hemings family through Sally’s brother, Peter, who is her great-great-great grandfather. “The descendants of Hemings are also Jefferson descendants,” Gayle told the Times reporter. “There is no place on the mountaintop or anyplace in America where Black people should be barred.”
Gayle’s ancestor Peter Hemings was the younger brother of James Hemings, the older brother of Sally’s who accompanied Jefferson along with Sally to Paris when he was ambassador, learned to cook there from French chefs, and returned to Monticello and his life as a slave where he cooked for Jefferson until 1809. Peter Hemings learned was taught to cook by James and continued cooking for Jefferson after James left. He was also the chief brewer at Monticello.
The graveyard at Monticello has been a major sticking point with members of the Monticello Association opposed to the inclusion of the Hemings family as descendants of Jefferson. I remember attending meetings of the Monticello Association in 1999 and 2000 and hearing members claiming that if the Hemings family was included as descendants of Jefferson, they would “overwhelm” the graveyard, which they said was too small to contain Hemings descendants too. One Association member complained that there were way more people among Hemings descendants than there were white descendants of Jefferson, which just for starters ignored the fact that many descendants of Hemings and Jefferson have white, not Black, skin.
The size of the graveyard was an issue manufactured by Monticello Association members who opposed the Hemings. All along, when they were saying there wasn’t enough room in the graveyard for the Hemings, the Thomas Jefferson Foundation, which owns Monticello but not the graveyard, was willing to sell adjacent land, of which there was plenty, to the Monticello Association to expand the graveyard’s footprint. This was finally done a number of years ago, and the graveyard is now about twice as large as it used to be.
The Monticello Association owns the graveyard, which was separated from the land of Monticello itself and sold for $1.00 to the Monticello Association at the time that Jefferson’s home and land was transferred from the family of Uriah Levy to the Jefferson Foundation in 1923. My great grandmother, Mary Walker Randolph, was one of the founders of the Monticello Association who was involved in the transfer of the graveyard to ownership by Jefferson descendants.
The ownership of the graveyard is further complicated by the fact that there are two deeds. One deed includes the land under Jefferson’s grave and the graves of his wife and close relatives and friends, such as Dabney Carr, a friend since childhood. In fact, Jefferson established the graveyard to bury Carr when he died. He was the first person buried there. The deed for that land extends from the fence behind Jefferson’s grave to the main gate of the graveyard. That land is owned by descendants of Thomas Jefferson Randolph, about whom I wrote yesterday, who took care of Monticello and lived there with Jefferson in the years just before Jefferson’s death on July 4, 1826. Technically, I, along with my sisters and children, are among the owners of that portion of the graveyard as descendants of Thomas Jefferson Randoph. The rest of the graveyard was deeded to the Monticello Association.
I hesitate to say that the Monticello graveyard is a magical place, but every time I visit and get the key to the graveyard, I open it and invite tourists to come in and explore the graveyard and take their pictures standing on Jefferson’s grave. The look on their faces is enough to argue that for them, as citizens of the country Jefferson helped found, the graveyard is magical. Over the years, I have also taken dozens and dozens of friends and Hemings cousins through the graveyard and pointed out the graves of my great grandmother and her two husbands – who were her second and third cousins – and my great aunts and uncles and the graves of my parents and my brother Frank and the graves of Uncle James and Aunt Mary, my father’s brother and sister. My brother and sisters and I and our Hemings cousins held graveside memorial services for my mother and father when they died. One day in the hopefully distant future, I will be buried at Monticello near my family and alongside my wife, Tracy.
Hopefully, if the Monticello Association comes to accept the Smithsonian’s new DNA findings and admits the Hemings are Jefferson descendants just as we are, one day my Hemings cousins will be buried somewhere along our row of graves in the Monticello graveyard. Some of us are directly descended from the man who owned slaves, and some of us are descended from the slave owner and one of the slaves he owned, Sally Hemings.
We Jefferson descendants are all one family, complicated and strained and sometimes misunderstanding of and nasty to one another, as America has long been to itself.




