Johnny Appleseed didn't need shoes.

Bonus points if it's a glass of crisp apple cider!

You remember Johnny Appleseed, right? He was this super rad guy who decided to roam the wilderness with nothing but a tin cup for a hat and a bag full of apples. He roamed the great land of America eating apples and planting the seeds wherever he went. He didn't wear shoes, and was one with nature. He had feet so durable that he was once bitten on the foot by a rattlesnake and just shrugged it off.

Johnny Appleseed was the Father Christmas of the frontier. Except instead of presents, he just gave out apple seeds. And also he didn't just come one night a year. And also, he didn't really wear a red coat or anything. Okay, so maybe not Father Christmas.


There was at one time a real Johnny Appleseed Stamp!

The very best part about the legend of Johnny Appleseed is that it is a story about a real person. John Chapman started his journey at age 18 (around 1790!). He would collect appleseeds for free from cider houses and plant nurseries of apple trees in the wilderness so that when the pioneers arrived they wouldn't have to wait ten years for their first harvest. (Because it takes Apple trees about 10 years to produce fruit.) He spent about 50 years traveling the northeastern and midwestern United States. (they weren't quite united at the time, clearly.)

There is, of course, one VERY big difference between the myth and the truth: The apples trees that John Chapman planted were not for producing delicious crisp apples for eating. No. At the time, apple's main purpose was to form the hard cider that was the most common drink at the time. you know... instead of water. Wouldn't it be nice to live in a time where you just drank hard cider all the time?? YUM.


John Chapman's memorial in Johnny Appleseed Park, IN


According to some, there is one tree left alive that was planted by John Chapman. The tree is about 180 years old and lives in Nova, Ohio. Sadly, many of the other apple trees from Chapman's time were cut down during Prohibition. The FBI was like, what? These apples aren't for eating? they're just for alcohol? Well I guess we'll have to destroy this whole acre to keep you all from breaking the law. Jerks.



When I was young, we celebrated Johnny Appleseed day at school buy bringing apples to eat for lunch. Now that I'm older, I get to celebrate the REAL way: with a cold glass of Hard Cider.

Celebrate responsibly, folks! No Rattlesnake bites are necessary! 




So, what do you think?