John Crowley was born in December, 1942, in Presque Isle, Maine, where his father, an Army Air Corps doctor, was stationed. He spent the war years (of which he remembers nothing) in Greenwich Village, in a family of women: his mother, older sister, aunt and grandmother, and baby sister. After the war his father resumed his medical practice in Brattleboro Vermont, where John made his first communion in a white suit, and in the summers went to the New Hampshire cabin of a friend, where they drank goat’s milk and killed deer-flies. In 1952 his father took the family to Martin, Kentucky (pop. 700) to be medical director of a small Catholic hospital. John and his sisters were home-schooled by the hospital nuns, John read Sherlock Holmes and Thomas Costain and Gods, Graves and Scholars, and decided to be an archeologist.