They arrived and hurried down to the fields. Claude and my great uncle Bob had been plowing and each time the deep breaking plow went around it sank in several places and Bob had decided that he was going to dig there to see what it was when the next time around the plow caught something and pulled it out of the ground. It was an elaborate saddle with a silver pommel. That shut down the plowing and the digging began. They dug up hundreds of arrowheads, some beautiful pieces of pottery, lots of skeletal bones, trader beads and finally a big handful of silver coins dating from the late 1700's to the early 1800's. The digging began all over the fields then.
Dad said that he managed to get down into one of the holes and pulled out a whole human skull. Hitting the air it practically crumbled into dust. There were strands and strands of trader beads with many 10 to 15 feet long. He remembers wrapping himself in them until he was completely covered.
My cousin Bobby now has the coins, saddle and pottery and I don't know what else.
This is all that remains of what my father found. Two small strands of beads, a few arrowheads and a piece of jawbone. It is all on a plaque at his house.
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That would have been so cool to see the dig site. What a great story.
fascinating stuff! keep it coming! I must admit that I thoroughly enjoy your stories. I would suggest to you a written compilation of the Howell's and all of the hunting, fishing, drinking, golfing tales you have in reserve. It would be a bestseller at the Saturday morning Farmer's Market for sure. Seriously, you have the syntax down with a wonderful comic flair that is also very informative. Do it, man!
read scary campfire stories and wild tales in the sidebar. I hope I can compile a book with these.
Thanks Mark!
Man, probably an old burial mound that had been long ago flattened by farmers. Too bad you guys didn't call a museum or something. Love this sort of thing. My father tells similar tales of plowing up a certain field as a kid and always finding arroew heads. Had jars of them at one time suposedly. Sad to think of how cool the old civilizations were before we got here.
Your usual premium story, Rex. I agree with Mark and the rest, you have a wonderful storytelling technique. The fact that it comes natural to you is one of the things that makes it so enjoyable. Even if you never get around to the book (which you sure should) placing these stories here is a fantastic way to keep them always.
Thanks so much for your effort!
I have been out of town without a PC and are just now catching up on my blogging.
A friend of mine in Arizona once found, in a cave, a helmet from a Spanish Conquistador. I have seen it and it dates from the 1500's.
I had a Great Uncle who plowed up, over the years, a bunch of arrowheads from one specific field.
this is a good story but i do wish you would try to locate all the artifacts and return them to the grave sites as these were the last, most charist articles the warriors of the tribe had to take with them on the "journey of life". These artifacts should never be disturbed when found and the grave sites need to be marked in a way that you know where not to disturb the grounds in any way. I have a great concern for the American Indian tribal grave sites as they are part of my ancestory background as I am cherokee Indian myself. These articles need to be returned to the grave sites as it is the same as theft and there are laws against this.
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