In 1982, I had the opportunity to work as an archaeological research assistant in Missouri for a couple of months. My younger brother, Jack, was the archaeologist who headed up the crew with whom I worked. I had recently left the coal mines in preparation for beginning my doctorate in interpersonal communication. I was excited about the new experience with archaeology. It was quite a change from coal mining and I would be able to spend some time with my brother to better understand the nature of his work.