I had a great-aunt who was born on the day Jefferson Davis died (Dec. 6, 1889) and died in Dec. 1976. I met her once a few years before she died. When she was young she knew her two grandfathers. The paternal grandfather, born in 1806, had been a Confederate soldier (and prisoner of war). The maternal grandfather, born in 1820, had been a Union soldier (but his brother was a Confederate). Both grandfathers were born in Virginia but the maternal grandfather had lived in Missouri since 1831. Either one in theory could have met Thomas Jefferson but they did not live in the vicinity of Charlottesville so they never would have.
My Great Grandma was born in 1895, and I knew her well into my twenties. She was awesome. I think about her often...didn’t see her first car until she was a teen, no TV, phone, radio, or anything that we take for granted today. She loved technology, and was the first person I knew to have a microwave oven. She loved to fly, but I remember riding a train across country with her when I was a kid. Never drove a car in her entire life, but loved Sunday afternoon drives with her daughter, my great aunt. My grandmother didn’t go with us very often...