My Own Private Indiana
My Father's fascination with history and archaeology took him (and me) all over the world. It lit a flame in me that still burns brightly. That torch is never going out.
During Easter week of 1980, my parents took me to Washington, D.C. to see the dinosaurs. Specifically, they planned to take me to the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History where massive dinosaur skeletons were on display. My Dad regained me with the cool rockets and astronaut stuff that I could see at the Air and Space Museum. I was unmoved. I was holdi…
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