On the first day of almost all of my anthropology courses, the professor usually began with, “How many of you have heard of Indiana Jones? Do you think that’s what all anthropologists do? Well it’s not!”
If I weren’t curiously poking around town and writing about it, I’d settle for…curiously poking around town and digging things up (True story: as kids, my younger brothers and I found coral while shoveling dirt around in the back yard as we tried to build a fort with plywood. We lived 30 miles north of the closest beach.). As a result, I’m jealous of the folks who discovered a goldmine of Ice Age fossils beneath an old May Co. parking lot near La Brea Tarpits.
The above photo shows the La Brea Tarpits area in an earlier time in more recent history.