Professor Wimmer

24 05 2013

Don Wimmer passed away on Monday, May 23rd. He was 80 years old, former professor at Seton Hall University and director of excavations at Tall Safut.

Don began excavating at Tall Safut in 1982 and I first met him 25 years later in the summer of 2007. He had been in touch with my Ph.D. adviser Randall Younker during the fall of 2006 in an effort to find a doctoral student to wade through material he had excavated over the course of 10 seasons at the site. I jumped at the opportunity to work on an actual site and on actual pottery that I could hold in my hand. That summer in 2007, I spent a week at Don’s house going through the Safut material and loading it up in a Uhaul to take back to the archaeology lab at Andrews University. During that week, there were bad storms and we had to deal with a blackout that lasted several days. Some of my favorite memories of Don involved illuminating the broken pieces of a storage jar by candlelight in the basement and then later enjoying a glass of wine (or two) on his back deck as the night slowly enveloped us.Truck Full of Safut

We stayed in touch via email and phone over the following year and met in Jordan the next summer. I was digging at Tall Jalul, and Don came over to show me Safut and introduce me to some people at the Salt Museum and in the Department of the Antiquities of Jordan. One day I got a 4-hour tour of Safut and its environs from Don. It was amazing to see his deep connection with every part of the site and to gain so many insights into what had taken place before. Another favorite moment came when we drove up above the site to the village of Suweileh. There is an abandoned parking garage with a perfect view down on the site. Unfortunately, the cement stairs leading to the upper levels of the structure had been broken off. This fact did not deter me and I decided to try to jump out onto the rebar protruding from the stairs and climb up. I managed to jump across the open drop to the rebar, but found myself somewhat stuck. I turned around to see Don quite amused at my plight, I managed to snap a picture (see below) before pulling myself up. We shared a good laugh about it later when I was safely back down, and Don was right: the view of Safut was spectacular.

Professor Wimmer

Professor Wimmer

The Stairs

The Stairs

A View of Safut

A View of Safut

It should be noted that Don saved the site of Tall Safut.  If he had not directed the salvage excavation in 1982, the highway running from Amman to Jerash would have been expanded directly through the site.  Instead, an extremely important site in Jordan has been excavated and preserved for future generations of archaeologists to explore.  To close, I thought I would post part of a document he was sending me bit by bit entitled “The Tell Safut Story.”  Unfortunately he never finished it, but here is the opening section recounting how Don began work at Safut:

“The Department (of Antiquities) is looking for people to salvage sites that are going to be destroyed either by highway development or building construction projects, that is, unless archaeological significance can be demonstrated in each case.”… I never thought of undertaking such a thing, but by 2 am we decided to retire and rise at 6 am to survey a site before leaving to the airport and returning to the States.

 We did that. The site was Tell Safut.  I said I didn’t know (if I could/would take it on). I left the message: “I’d do what I could.”  I took the idea to Dr. Sauer, former director of ACOR, now newly appointed professor of archeology at the University of Pennsylvania.

He figured I’d need about $13,000 and the assistance of the D of A. Impossible, I said. But I went away thinking about how this might be possible.   By February, I think, I agreed to take it on.  By August, I had a crew of volunteers on site, at the end of which Tom Parker, sitting across the table from me working on his notes, told me I was supposed to write a report before I left the country. A What? Made sense.

Wimmer at Safut in 1987

Professor Wimmer at Safut in 2001

I will miss you, Don. Rest in Peace.





Maeir on the Qeiyafa Finds

11 05 2012

Aren Maeir (director of excavations at Tell es-Safi, biblical Gath) has written a post on the cultic finds from Kh. Qeiyafa.  Yossi Garfinkel has written a brief response to Aren on his interpretation of the model shrines as biblical term aron elohim (in this case “ark of the gods“).  I am traveling today so I can’t comment more, but I think Aren’s comments are exactly right.





Apologies

10 04 2012

I can’t believe it has been over 6 months since I posted on this blog.  I would like to apologize for the time lapse and give a brief update on what I have been doing.

I finished my ACOR CAORC fellowship at the end of August of 2011, but had so many sherds to go through and scan that I stayed two extra months by myself (sans family).  My days consisted of 12-16 hours sorting through crates and using the 3D scanner.  In other words not too much to blog about.  After two weeks of being back in America I flew out to California for the annual ASOR meetings, then came Thanksgiving, then Christmas, then Safita’s 1st birthday, Jack’s 3rd birthday, etc…

At Mabrak, a LB/Iron Age site near the Amman Airport Temple. On a FOAH trip close to the end of my stay in Jordan.

Throughout this time I have been going through the 2,000 (!) 3D scans of sherds and whole vessels, converting them in meshlab, and making drawings of them.  Again this process is not terribly exciting for blogging purposes.  However, now I am back to writing the dissertation full-time with the hope of finishing by the end of the summer. I have completed my historical geography chapter, it has been edited by my wife, my adviser, another professor, and sent to the dissertation secretary for format editing.  I am in the process of fixing and editing my middle bronze chapter, and so hopefully I will have more to blog about each week.  At the very least I will share little details from my chapters or the dig notebooks as I delve deep into the minutiae of Tall Safut.

Jack and Safita with her gumball birthday cake.





2011 in review

1 01 2012

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 5,400 times in 2011. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 5 trips to carry that many people.

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Lebanon Day 4

11 06 2011

Not much to report on this day.  We slept in a little bit and then did some shopping in the Old Souk of Souk Mikael.  It was unclear to me whether this souk is actually old or if it is built to look old.  Nonetheless they have done a good job of making it appear old, with a cobbler, weaver, and other local craftsman intermingled with more touristy shops and authentic Lebanese restaurants.  We purchased a few trinkets for the kids, so they would have something to remember Lebanon, and wandered around the souk.  We left in plenty of time to make it to the Beirut National Museum and still make it to the airport to drop off our rental car in time so we wouldn’t have to pay for an extra day.  But, of course, traffic was bumper to bumper from when we got on the highway through Beirut.  The day before there had been some traffic but this day it was terrible.  What should have taken us 30-40 minutes tops, took 2 hours. Oh, and we got lost.  By the time we figured out where the museum was and made it through all that traffic we decided to head to the airport.  We made it about 20 minutes before the car was due, so its a good idea we skipped the museum.

We had an incredibly busy four days, packed full of sites and new experiences.  I was itching to get up to Baalbek and Anjar in the Beqa’ah Valley, but we decided against it because of general safety concerns.  Angela reminded me that this was just our first time to Lebanon and not our only time.  And despite getting lost and getting in an accident it was a really fun trip.





Lebanon Day 3

10 06 2011

On this day we were heading south to check out Sidon and Tyre, as well as various sites around them.  The day started off poorly and continued on that downward trend.  As we were turning to get back on the highway south we were pulled over by two police officers.  They indicated through limited English and Arabic that I had gone the wrong way through a one-way intersection.  Now this was the most convoluted intersection ever almost like a figure eight with crisscrossing directions.  The police indicated that I could give them $40 and they would get rid of the picture.  I assume they meant that there was a camera filming the intersection, but I saw no camera anywhere.  I told them to write me a ticket and they took my license and registration.  They continued to try to get me to pay $40, which I thought was a bit ridiculous.  It was clear they wanted a bribe and that probably 100’s of cars went through that intersection any way they wanted throughout the day.  The police officers brought me out of the car and tried to get me to give them money.  I told them I only had Lebanese pounds and so they wanted to see my wallet.  I showed it to them and I had more than enough to bribe them, so they insisted on some pounds.  However I insisted that money was for the remainder of our trip and I would not be giving them any of it.  So, they gave me back my license and registration and let me go.

We then got lost in Beirut (typical), but made it out okay and were close to Sidon when we got in an accident.  There was a large Phoenician temple (Temple of Eshamoun) that we wanted to see on the other side of the road.  I was trying to read a broken sign and saw at the last minute that we were supposed to turn, so I put on my blinker, looked in my rearview and went for it.  As we were turning into the median to go back the other way a SUV nailed us on the drivers side door.  We slid further into the median area and came to a stop.  The car was undrivable, so between filling out insurance information (twice, for a police inspector and some kind of insurance inspector) and waiting for a new car we lost a good 2.5-3 hours.  Oh, and did I mention it was my birthday?

We decided to skip the temple and just drive into Sidon.  We parked next to the beautiful Sea Castle, built by the Crusaders and ate lunch at a very nice restaurant on the water overlooking the castle.  While a little bit more expensive, it was serene and delicious, just what we needed to recover from our hectic morning.  We checked out the castle, which had a lovely view of the ancient harbor (and lighthouse area) as well as back towards the modern city.  We then drove into the city and tried to find the ancient site, which included a large Crusader castle, Roman city remains, and Phoenician remains.  Unfortunately all of the different areas were completely closed.  All doors and gates were locked behind high fences.  I asked a couple locals about access, and they all seemed to indicate that these areas had been inaccessible for a long time.  As we drove out of town we thought we saw a large tell next to the sea, but upon closer examination it was an enormous garbage dump.

We were going to stop at two Bronze and Iron Age sites, called Tall Brak and Sarepta (or Sarafand).  We were having a hard time finding the first one and it was getting later in the day so we decided to continue on to Tyre.  We were driving down the main highway when, all of a sudden, the road stopped.  Now, this wasn’t like in Israel where there are large concrete barriers, this was just an enormous mound of dirt with trees growing on top.  It was quite surreal, like nature was taking back what originally belonged to it.  We eventually made it down to el-Bass, the Roman and Byzantine area of ancient Tyre.  We took the coastal road and drove through a number of towns where something like the Hezbollah youth were doing fundraisers next to the road.  Tyre was very impressive, with one of the largest hippodromes in the world as well as triumphal arch leading to the decumanus.  There was also the Roman/ Byzantine necropolis and a Byzantine church.  One of the funnier things we saw on the trip was taking place in the hippodrome.  Locals were using it as a track.  Men and women were walking around it, and conservative women in their conservative workout clothes were jogging around it.  The guard had let us drive in and told us to pay on our way out.  When we drove back I got out of the car to pay him and he said not to worry about it.  We saw many examples of Lebanese hospitality and friendliness and this was a great example of it.  I doubt they get very many paying customers each day (all of the locals had seemingly walked through a different gate leading to an apartment complex that wasn’t guarded).  We then checked out the harbor and headed back to our guesthouse, and despite the accident it was a pretty good day.






Lebanon Day 2

1 06 2011

We started day two as early as we could.  I think we made it out around 830 AM and stopped at a patisserie for breakfast.  Lebanese patisseries are fantastic, the French influence definitely has rubbed off.  Ang bought two donuts, a small veggie pizza, and a croissant with almond (paste?) inside.  The croissant was particularly delicious.  Our first stop of the day was Byblos.  We went to the harbor (modern built on ancient) and the archaeological park.  On this day we took over 570 pictures and I think a good percentage were taken at Byblos.  Not only is the area beautiful, the old city is built within the walls of the Crusader city, but the archaeological area is massive.  Visible ruins in the area begin with the Chalcolithic Period and continue through modern times.  There is a large Crusader castle built on an earlier Islamic fort, built on the Middle Bronze rampart and Early Bronze city wall.  There is a Roman theater built next to the Phoenician necropolis and a beautiful 19th century CE house overlooking houses from the Chalcolithic period.

When we got back to the car it wouldn’t start.  I realized that Jack had turned the lights on when playing in the front seat, but after the car was turned off and the keys taken out.  Stupid French car. We found two very nice 20 somethings who were very helpful.  They didn’t have jumper cables, but called around to friends until they found some.  Middle Eastern hospitality at its best.  We stopped on our way out of town and got some sandwiches.  I got Ang and Jack a mixed grill wrap and I got a fried fish wrap, which was amazing.  They put mint in everything in the Middle East and it did wonders to my wrap.

After stopping by Tell Fadous-Kfarabida, an Early Bronze site that I read about in Near Eastern Archaeology, we got to Batroun. It is a small vacation/tourist village with a really cool sea wall excavated out of the kurkar rock by the Phoenicians.  Not much to say about this stop.  We once again got to walk through the old souk part of town, super narrow streets and old buildings.  In this town, houses had an affinity for staircases that emerged out of the side of buildings and led to nowhere, quite amusing.

Before we arrived in Tripoli we stopped at Moussaylha Castle, a fairy tale castle if there ever was one.  Built in the 15th century CE to protect the main pass through this region, it was constructed on top of a rock outcropping.  There was a Bedouin with his sheep nearby and a babbling brook, one just had to tune out the busy highway nearby to imagine you were back 600 year ago.

We then made our way to Tripoli.  Despite getting somewhat turned around we made our way to the Old City.  We wanted to see the Crusader Citadel, which dominates the area, and to try out a sweet shop that our guide book said was the best in Lebanon.  Unfortunately the Citadel was closed (like the Moussaya Castle), but after many twists and turns through the unmarked narrow souk streets we found the sweet shop!  It was quit fantastic, delightful kenafe with a special syrup to pour over top and amazing baklava.  So, after all those twists and turns, we realized that we had no idea where our car was.  We began retracing our steps when we ran into an eccentric Lebanese man dressed in a red tie and red pants with a green plaid vest.  He asked where we were from in a quirky English accent (turns out his wife is Belgian) and informed us he worked for the tourist center in Tripoli and was delighted to see an American family in Tripoli.  He also insisted on accompanying us through the back streets of Old Tripoli until we found our car.  He knew every nook and cranny of those streets and told us all about them, and eventually lead us to our car.  Hurray!  He showed us the way to get back on the highway and then he was gone.  Either disappearing into a back alley or vanishing into the ether.

We decided to try and make it up into the mountains and see the famous Cedars of Lebanon grove before it got dark.  However we spent too much time trying to find our car and underestimated the time it would take to get up into the mountains, so we had to stop and turn around to return to Beirut, but not before seeing a beautiful sunset and some snow capped mountains.