Archeology is defined (by Wikipedia) as…
The study of human society, primarily through the recovery and analysis of the material culture and environmental data that has been left behind, which includes artifacts, architecture, biofacts and cultural landscapes (the archaeological record).
Recently my parents were conducting an archeological dig of their own by doing some cleaning in their “crawl space”. The “crawl space” is an area that you put stuff that you really do not want throw away, but you will never really want or need ever again. It’s what every good “hoarder” needs!
While down there they unearthed some Father of Five “relics”.
One afternoon (while visiting their house with #2 of 5, #3 of 5, and #5 of 5) my parents thought it would be fun to bring out their “find” to share – allowing the kids (and myself) to sift through the collection. As I perused the items, walking down memory lane (and while the kids were teasing me about some of the weird junk I have collected) it suddenly occurred to me that these “treasures” really did constitute a relatively accurate “snapshot” of various stages through my life. As I sat there (feeling all nostalgic, simultaneously being mocked by my children) it occurred to me that this would make a really FUN blog post.
In return for sharing this with you (and allowing you the opportunity to tease me alongside my children) I want to hear YOUR analysis (as an Amateur Archeologist) of your thoughts about the owner of these items! They are listed (as best as I can) in a slightly chronological order and/or grouped with similar items as to their relevance in my life.
Good luck, and enjoy! (But don’t tease me TOO badly)
A 1973 Rhodesian 1c coin
Four die cast toy cars
- 1975 Hot Wheels “Hot Rod” (sans it’s front wheels)
- 1976 Tomica Porsche 911S
- 1976 Shinsei “Thunder Bird 3” This is from the UFO Commander 7 series. It is broken and missing pieces.
I found this in the sandbox at the park as a boy.
- 1979 Hot Wheels Greyhound Bus
A bookmark from Uncle Hugo’s Science Fiction Bookstore
(Where I picked up the Dr. Who books from above)
To be honest, I am sure these dice were kidnapped from some sort of board game and used to play Dungeons and Dragons.
A solid brass Minnesota Voyager belt buckle. This is part of the "Great American Buckle Collection" from 1980. It is hand cast in solid brass (with very high relief) by Heritage Mint Ltd. and individually numbered (LE-2474). This buckle was commissioned by Twin City Federal Savings and Loan in 1980 to pay tribute to the fact Minnesota is the outdoor capital of America.
(I have an unfinished blog post about my connection to Twin City Federal Savings and Loan. I’ll see about finishing that one up sometime soon.)
This is a scrolled up paper approximately 10 to 12 feet long representing the earth’s Geological history. (Thank you #4 of 5 for helping me “model” this artifact)
Five cassette tapes.
- 1 unmarked.
- 1 marked “Christmas 1975” on one side and “Star Blazers” on the other side.
- 1 marked “Little Mr. Bojangles”, “Go Team Go (up-down)”, “Bouncing Ball” and “Blast off!!!!” – Data on cassette for the TI-99/4A
- 1 labeled “Quest for the King” and “Pennies and Prizes” – Another data cassette for TI-99/4A. These are modules for the Tunnels of Doom cartridge.
- 1 marked “Adam Ant – Friend or Foe” (Note, the "D" in Adam Ant is written backwards just like it was on the album.)
I was a fan of the 80’s anime series “Star Blazers” – and one Saturday morning I was unable to watch the show, so I set up a tape recorder to record the audio in order to listen to it later.
Before flash drives, DVD ROM’s, CD ROM’s, Hard Disk Drives, and even before floppy diskettes, people saved their digital data on CASSETTE TAPES… These are only a couple of the DOZENS I had saved my BASIC computer programs on.
I cried listening to it. I miss them so much.
A box of Coghlan’s Waterproof wooden safety matches.
Note: This is a COMPLETE deck! Ahem… Did you hear that kids?? Somehow I managed to keep a whole deck of cards complete (a task my five of my children have been unable to attain in their (collective) seventy years of life).
If memory serves me correctly, this was a gift from “Walter”.
Walter and Lydia were our next door neighbor before we moved to Bloomington (from birth through age eight). They were my and my sister’s “Mr. and Mrs. Wilson” (of “Dennis the Menace”). They were an older married couple with no children. We would stop over unannounced, or spend time with them while they worked in their yard. Lydia loved having us over and baked cookies and treats for us all the time (she was an AMAZING baker). Walter (on the other hand) was a little more curmudgeonly in nature, but always had little gifts and stories for us – and would frequently perform for us on his harmonica from “his chair” in the corner of their living room.
Several various photographs (in chronological order as best as I can determine)
Polaroid photo of our family standing in our back yard.
Four photographs from my first trip to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area
(Cassandra is a friend I made from the other school we journeyed with – I lost contact with over the years, but through a very odd set of circumstances a number of years ago I “virtually” bumped into her again.)
These are a series of photos from a later BWCA trip of my friends Joe and Louie (one of each individually, and one of them together) taken in the boys bunkhouse at Tuscarroa Outfitters the night before we headed out for a week-long trip into the BWCA.
Joe can be seen sporting a rugged “Duluth Pack” over his tighty-whities, while Louie is donning the sheik and all too shear Duluth Pack LINER (the plastic bag that goes inside the Duluth Pack), along with a pair of his very own tighty-whities. Louie tops off his ensemble with a pair of turquoise colored Chuck Taylor Converse All-Star Tennis shoes.
Don’t they look Daaarrrling?!?
All these archeological goodies were delivered to me in a glossy plastic Normandale Community College bookstore bag.
Now that you have seen the recently unearthed “Father of Five Collection” for yourself, I really want to hear your observations (as an amateur archeologist) about the person who “left this stuff behind”…