Chapter 1

In my third year of college, I met my husband, Donald Myers. We both majored in archeology. Two weeks after working together in our study group, we were inseparable. We were married six months after graduation, and I became pregnant with my first child. A beautiful baby girl that we named Carol. Over the next four years, I had two more children. Gregory and Donald Junior.

For seventeen years, we traveled around the Far East and South America, working at different digs, gaining much-needed experience and a reputation as dedicated and knowledgeable archeologists. We always brought the kids along and hired local women as nannies when the kids were too young to help at the dig. We were young and nearly broke most of the time, but we loved what we were doing. We would not trade those days of traveling around Asia and Africa with the kids and the excitement of discovering the past from small pieces of evidence left behind by people who passed this way hundreds or even a thousand years ago.