Stepping stones and chariot grooves in the road
When I last visited Pompeii I crawled the open areas of the ruins like an aardvark hunting for ants. I was interested in everything from the remains of calcified water dripping over a villa wall to the chariot wheel grooves in the road made over centuries of use. Ok, I geeked out. Happy now?
You’ve all seen the astonishing pictures so far. The place was frozen in time for all of us. It’s a veritable archeological dig for the uninitiated. You can really get lost in the history and the academia of it all.
If you study history though, you know that it has a way of bringing the humanity back to the forefront in many different ways. By way of example, when they were digging up the garrison area of Hadrian’s wall in northern England. They discovered the most mundane artifacts imaginable…and the most heartwarming.
The archeologists found “letters” from home. When the average American gives a passing thought to what a Roman soldier was the first thing that may come to mind is tough, hardy and bloodthirsty (I think soldiers are sometimes confused with gladiators). The letters demonstrated anything but bloodthirstiness.
The letters were mostly from family. They spoke of a families pride or admonished the recipient to keep good spirits and to not let their health go. They even recounted the contents of “care packages” one stating that here were new socks to replace the ones this person usually ran through. If socks with holes can’t make the contemporary person to relate to the humans that make up ancient Rome then nothing will.
Beautifully preserved
Unless you visit Pompeii. As I said in an earlier post, Pompeii was buried in a layer of pumice and ash twenty feet deep in places. Over the 17 centuries this layer hardened into a solid mass. The effect o this was of course to provide a blanket that preserved everything: structures, pottery, tools, artwork…and bodies.
To be precise, the bodies were not preserved. The image of the body (person) was preserved. When the people (and animals) of Pompeii succumbed to the flash heat, they lay where they died. The layer of ash and pumice built up around them and like the site itself, were persevered for a time.
The human body being obviously much less resilient than the brick of the town itself, it eventually rotted and deteriorated leaving a void or hole in the now solid covering. These voids were found in the process of excavating the site. It was then that some genius came up with the idea of pouring something like Plaster of Paris in to the void! Well, can you blame them? I’d be damn curious too!
What they found was a physical record of agonizing death. The voids were the shape and image of the bodies that were covered in the ash. The most astonishing feature of all of them is the utter humanity of their final moments.
To be sure, the images are not something that would enable you to identify a specific person. The plaster was not capable of that kind of fine detail. Perhaps that is best because the basic images pull at your heart just the same.
The tale that the plaster images tell is as shocking as they are touching. In many instances it was obvious that fathers were protecting mothers and mothers children. In one image you can plainly see the image of a family attempting to protect themselves from the erupting volcano and falling ash.
In certain images the you can plainly see the rictus of pain on the face of what appears to be a male in the throws of death
Poor Little Guy
Strangely, the plaster mold I found the most compelling was that of a pompeian who was caught in his binds during the eruption. There have always been Pompeian dogs. There are Pompeian dogs today. Knowing them today makes me feel for them then. Its a tough picture.







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Wow that was interesting. visiting historical places is one of my passion and Greece is one of the perfect place to go. Thanks a lot for this valuable information.
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LINDA
Always nice to see you here,Linda!
It is disturbing to be sure but it is life…and death. Better to know than to shut our eyes to the needs of our furry friends. My last piece in this series is about the dogs of Pompeii.
Dean
This was oddly disturbing. The images of the people were horrifying, but there’s something about that image of the dog that really got to me. After sing this part, I’m not sure that Pompeii is for me at all.
By the way, I hope you weathered the earthquake fine yesterday. Scary business! I hope you and yours are fine.
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I loved this post… and yeah I agree with Angie, we get so caught up that we don’t realise that we’re not the first amongst humanity to love and lose and hurt…
Pompeii certainly gets more and more interesting!
Another thing that fascinates me are foreign lands with different people and cultures. Much like the natives of Pompeii, for some reason, we’re not conscious about other people’s lives and feelings… especially when they’re very different from us or we can’t relate to their lives… subconsciously on some level, if we can’t identify with someone else (their lifestyles and cultures) we tend to dismiss their spectrum of human emotion.
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Odd isn’t it? Too often we feel we have cornered the market on a particular trend, like embracing animals as pets and loved members of our families rather than merely belongings. The image of the dog tethered to the family in death by restriction is certainly sad and an age old reminder that we are not the first to endear our pets to ourselves and perhaps forego their well-being for the comfort of our own.
I watched a documentary that featured this particular “frozen in time” pup and swore to myself that if I am alive when Yellowstone gives up the ghost and blows the hole… I would let my dear Benjamin run free (shih tzu) to save himself. Then I realized poor Ben rarely ran far without finding some random bit of sparkle to distract him and thought he might as well die with me. Sick, aren’t I? He was adorable and fluffy and sweet… but he was not exactly the Einstein of the dog world if you know what I mean!
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Thanks for the photos, they really make the post come alive, it is indeed an incredible place.
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That is fascinating beyond words. I need to go there!
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The dog picture broke my heart.
SO sad.