It was 1955 and I was 11 years old. We moved into a rental house in Webb City, AR. Playing in the yard I noticed something sticking out of the ground. It was a perfect 4" flint spear head. I started looking for others. It was a gold mine! I found dozens of arrow heads, a perfect 4X8" flint, axe head!

There was a antique dealer just east of Ozark on Hwy. 64 that bought things like that. I traded all I had for a Schwin Bicycle. A friend of mine tells me the treasures I traded for a $70 bicycle would be worth thousands today.

I have been looking for that piece of land with no joy.