this is a true story
i'm about to spin to you all,
it was a cold,grey drizzlin' day in the ohio river valley one winter afternoon.
i was sharin' a 'jug of who hit john' with a buddy who owned a orchardapple/peach.
when ol' brad sez' we need to run across the river and pay his helper some money owed, as he was tired of him callin' wanting paid!
so when i meet the kid [ i'm unimpressed,kinda lowlife type] were talkin' and hittin' john, about deerhuntin' ect. we get to talkin' about arrowhead huntin' spots and indian mounds[you must take into account what the land looked like before drainage ditchs/field tile,primefood resorces!]
so scum clod there sez' his brother was probing and hitting/finding /digging
indian graves! and then proceeds to produce a cardboard shoe box and cigar box , full of human bones, i was kinda agahst, and gettin' the willy's [messin' with the dead ya' know]so i buy these bones from him[$20 bill ,scum-clod jumped on it! go figure,] and we parted ways.
when i got to my batch pad i wouldn't even look at them, i had a [spare ] wood burning stove on the front porch, and interred[sp]them there, never once bringing them in the house or talkin' about them to anyone
well, when the spring thaw came , i arose at dawn and dug a grave on a little rise in the field across the road from me [i've found arrowheads on it]
and reburied the bones, with the head[parts] to the east, with the rising sun!
and some stone 'tools' i had found huntin'
every thing was back right with the world[as far as i could make it,anyway]
NOW ,this is the kicker,friends!my 'yeild' that spring, huntin' those things
exploded,high,wide,and hansome! i'm talkin'8-12 perfect ones! compared,to maybe findin'just 2 from the last year previously[every time i went out]
i would take a few friends out once or twice and just point them out to people, as i walked[they were amazed] not just arrowheads but earing/necklace pieces, really 'neat' perfect pieces, on the ground!
[we would go where ever they wanted, as one guy said i was SALTIN' THE A.O.]
now this is the ODD/COOL part, i find them, out here,in the rocky desert!
believe this or not! i STEPPED on one about 2 years ago and my right boot heel vibrated like i stepped on an electric snake or something, and i had takin' a step an a half and thought that was real odd feeling, so walked back and stirred the ground with a cactus rib walkin' stick [just about the size of a paper plate] and out FLIPPED a perfectly knapped arrow head, i just smiled, and remembered.
thanks. [it's all true!]