Day At The Museum

I have a few minutes...so catch up, here I come!

I received information that there was a special museum day, sponsored by the Smithsonian. I got on the site, selected a museum that Dee had mentioned wanting to go to, and printed up the ticket for two. So, on Saturday, September 25th, Dee and I set off to go to the Pueblo Grande Museum.

Pueblo Grande has been around for many many years...in fact, for thousands of years. It is where "they believe" the Hohokam Indians first lived. Dee used to remember going there on his bike after school to see the "dead Indian" in the glass case. (No dead Indian now.) The last time he and I went...about 20 years ago, you could look right down and see the walls of these ancient dwellings.

Now, of course, since the "evil" elements are "hurting" the village, they covered the walls in...with dirt.

So, there are a lot of assumptions. They "assume" the ancient people played ball in this pit...I was wondering who came up with that! This pit was very shallow...and we have enough trouble with the volleyball always getting hit out of the pool...more time spent chasing than playing. You cannot tell me that ancient Americans wanted to chase after some ball any more than my kids do! So, really that pit thing...could have been a place to sacrifice people, for all we know.

It is interesting to see what they conjecture, too. The walls are made of mud and trash...the rooms were found filled with trash...this place had trash everywhere, according to the experts. I began to wonder how much trash they could have had...I mean, no wrappers, no paper and plastic cups...what COULD there be. And places here were supposed to be ceremonial in nature...and there was so much what they called trash? This place sounds like maybe it wasn't sacred...but a dump! Anyway, it was very interesting to see the artifacts that were displayed from this era....the pottery was awesome.

So, it was an experience and we DID something besides work in the yard. And I worry about what will happen, many years from now, if I don't get the trash out of Kayty's room...what will they think of me...of our civilization? Who knows...there were 19 year olds back then...maybe those rooms full of trash were once occupied by ancient teenagers...