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One summer I took a chance

In picking to my interests advance…

My parents said “sure”

To an archaeology tour,

I’d learn by the seat of my pants.

It was funny to arrive in town,

Board a van and turn around…

To a museum near

Had a parking lot where

They were seeing what would be found.

We worked two to a square,

At the Roberson Center there…

In Binghamton

Where I’d begun

That morning to reach the class elsewhere!

One or two clay pipes

Or portions of same, and snipes…

Were hiding nearby,

I don’t know why,

And some Civil War button types.

A little further from home,

An emergency excavation in Rome…

New York State, that is,


The site for a Victorian home.

Fort Bull, New York,

Was ratcheting up the torque…

The Victorian in pieces

Was an older species

Then the normal time era they worked.

So in a former sheep pen

Field Biology began to spend…

On a salvage job

To map this bog,

I mean–field–for archaeological trends.

We found several fire pits,

Some buttons and that was it…

Then the museum

Put up displays to see them

And proceeded their house to refit.


–Jonathan Caswell

*The author took this college course in the summer of 1982.