Jane Goodall kept coming back to Iowa throughout her storied life

In the summer of 1963, a small dispatch buried deep inside a print edition of the Des Moines Register spoke about “an appropriately named young woman named Jane.” She wasn’t relapsing into “Me Jane — you Tarzan” life, the piece noted, but studying “a wicked caricature of the human species.”

At 29, that woman — Jane Goodall — was alone in the forests of Tanganyika, observing chimpanzees with barely more than a notebook and a pair of binoculars.