I was seven years old when Raiders of the Lost Ark first came
out. That film more than any other impacted and steered the direction
of my life. The day after seeing it I had volumes of encyclopedias
opened up on the floor and the family Bible along with them. I wanted
to learn all about the Ark of the Covenant and ancient Egypt and World
War II and the Nazis. All heady stuff for a kid in second grade! What
can I say though: my childhood interests were pretty atypical.
I
think Dad was pretty impressed though, that a movie could stoke a
youngster’s intellect like that. And I know that Dad was impressed with
the movie too. When we see Jones board the seaplane that is going to
take him west to Nepal, Dad leaned toward me and told me what kind of
plane it was and that ...






