Thursday, April 11, 2013

J is for Jones

Indiana Jones, that is.

Raiders of the Lost Ark was one of the few movies, growing up, that my Dad took me to see.  I didn't realize it then, but he was sharing one of his favorite genre's of film with me.

And who could blame him?  How could I not love the pulp tradition?

Professor Jones left a huge impression on me.  Within hours of leaving the movie theater, I had taken an old handbag of my moms, found a huge hat and turned a length of some kind of heavy duty elastic and some blue duct tape into a bull whip.  And Kansas Craddock, joined Indy on his quest for lost treasures and fighting nazis.

(Even before this, fighting nazis was a favorite passtime of mine and my friends.  I don't know why, but WWII was a much bigger deal in the '70's and '80's.)

In the last year, I've turned my 11 and 8 year olds onto the adventures of the Jones family, just like my Dad did for me.

1 comment:

WQRobb said...

As a fellow Kansan, I approve.

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