Day 27 - February 23, 1965

February 23, 1965

Dear Marion,

It’s a bit warm in the Amazon this time of year. I’ll be lucky if I get out here alive. They have bugs as big as cars! We are close to the ruins. I know they are looking for signs of Europeans before the Spanish conquest. I’m not sure they will find anything but we should make a nice haul of pottery and such for the museum.

I expect there is much more to this dig that I have been told. You know I have a reputation for not shying away from the bizarre or unexplained – I think that’s why I’m here. We’ve certainly not found anything that requires anyone with more than a rudimentary knowledge of the history to identify. I guess time will tell.

There are snakes here that make the ones in Egypt look like little worms. I hate snakes! I wish you could see one of them.

Give everyone my best and I will see you as soon as I can get away.

Love always,
Indy

I haven’t been able to determine what the dig was about but I thought this was a sweet letter to my grandmother.

Day 28 - August 14, 1961 (Indy)

August 14, 1961

Mrs. Jones,

You should have gotten the cable by now that Dr. Jones was injured on the dig in Peru. I also hope that you’ve gotten word that he is well now. The leg was not broken, only a sprain but that is not the matter I am writing about. It would seem that Dr. Jones got into an altercation with an old friend in a bar a few days ago and is now cooling his heels in the local jail, neither he nor the other man will apologize and I fear that both will die of old age in there.

Is there any way that you can come down here or send someone else who can talk some sense into one or both of them? I’m having no luck at all.

Please?

Jack Rogan

Jack was my grandfather’s graduate student assistant at the time and he went on to take Grandfather’s seat at the university when he retired. He is a fine man and recently retired himself. His daughter is my godchild.