I write about archaeology, science, and culture (loosely defined). As an archaeologist, I use animal bones and other artifacts to investigate past human behavior and the interrelationships between people and animals. As a writer, I’m interested in discovering forgotten stories, little oddities, lost histories, and missing links. I like thinking about material culture, whether an ancient stone tool, a historic building, or a modern piece of technology.
Fun times in the Green Mountain state from Popular Mechanics: Harley Grice and the Great Vermont Target Shoot
Just added: my brief review of Errol Fuller’s 2014 book, The Passenger Pigeon.
Mecca Cigarettes trading card from the early 1900s. “The young birds are very fat and their flesh is delicious.”
Adventurers for Science, that is. The Jazz Age was more than just flappers, bootleggers, and gin rickeys. It was also the time when archaeology came of age. King Tut’s tomb, the Royal Cemetery of Ur, Great Zimbabwe, Skara Brae, Zhoukoudian, Folsom, and Lamoka Lake were all discovered or excavated in the 1920s.
In the Roaring Twenties, some antiquarians, like Gerard Fowke, were nearing the end of their careers, many archaeologists were in their prime, and others, like Carlyle Smith, were just getting interested in archaeology but would make their mark digging in the Dirty Thirties and beyond.
Here you’ll soon find the goods on the major and minor characters of the Jazz Age. We cover adventurers of all kinds, explorers scientific and cultural, and well as some characters with more dubious motives and sketchy accomplishments. Check back later as more are added.