Today marks the birth date of Dr. Henry Walton Jones, Jr., famed archaeologist, renowned professor, traveled adventurer, and all around nice guy.
If ever you need an historical artifact or object of the occult located and liberated from uptight French rivals, scheming Nazis or commie graverobbers, he’s your man.
If you’re starving in some backwater village and worried about some ancient voodoo rocks rather than finding a decent sandwich shop, this is the dude you call.
If you’ve got alien bodies that need studying before they’re whisked away to secret military warehouses, he’s good at that, too.
If you want someone to show you the folly of bringing a sword to a gunfight, he’s got it covered.
Smart, tough, resourceful, and ruggedly handsome. There are so few of us.
Were he still alive, he’d be 113 today.
On the other hand, he did drink from the Holy Grail, so maybe he is still alive? Hmmmmmmm?
You just never know about these things.
So, just in case…Happy 113th Birthday, Dr. Jones!
The way I see it, Indy abandoned his immortality by leaving the temple, for as the knight said, “You cannot pass beyond the great seal. That is the boundary and price of immortality.” Anyway, it’d be tough being a globe-trotting archaeologist when you’re cooped up in some stuffy temple.
I don’t think he’s immortal, but onscreen evidence shows that the Grail did have at least some “non-refundable” restorative properties. His dad’s bullet wound didn’t return after they left the temple, for example. So, while I doubt Indy’s going to live forever, it’s not beyond the realm that his lifespan has been extended at least a bit to to “improved health” or whatever he received when he drank from the Grail. Maybe the Grail cured a cancer he didn’t even know he had, etc.
a belated happy birthday to him!
and daniel jackson’s birthday is july 8. i guess july is a good month for fictional archeologists.
Something in the water, I guess.