Today I had the blessing of volunteering to chaperone my son's 6th grade class on a field trip to San Francisco. After a little driving adventure, we finally made it to the De Young Museum to see the King Tutankhamen Exhibit.
It was truly fascinating, and sad. Hearing all their beliefs and superstitions, and how each would declare a different "god" supreme, and even themselves as a "god.
The artwork, treasures and various elements that accompanied a Pharaoh's burial was quite amazing. The one piece I admire the most, and could not get a picture of, was a golden chest that depicted King Tut with his young wife...and it had many scenes praising her and her devotion to him. Amazing to think, that he became king at age 9 and died at age 19.