This is my son’s 22nd birthday. He’s a big guy now and won’t miss me too much, but it is a moment for me to reflect on how much this project depends on the support of my family—my wife Amy, son Jake, and daughter Ruby. I love and miss you all! It’s much better now than it was in my first ever field season in Syria, when we depended on letters that were actively read by Syrian police (sometimes the letters got mixed up and put back in the wrong envelopes, which could be amusing).
It’s funny (kind of) how little this kind of sentiment fits the picture of the adventuring archaeologist. There’s a reason Indiana Jones was single…
