When I was a kid, my father liked to go to gravel pits and look for rocks which we called agates. Technically, I’m not sure if this is an agate or not, but it has interesting parallel lines and colors that will come out if polished. Not sure if they still have them now, but they used to have gem and rock shows where people would display and sell their jewelry and other creations made from polished and unpolished rocks.
I wasn’t really into it, but one day while just goofing around, I found this rock 1/4 mile from our farm near a creek bed. It is roughly 4” long. At least four times bigger than anything my father ever found. We took it to a gem and rock show and a guy offered me $10, which was back in the early 70s. I would have happily sold it but, my Pa quickly told him I didn’t want to sell it.
For some odd reason, it popped into my mind the other day and I was not sure I still had it. I found it in a box yesterday when I was looking for something else. It’s one of the few things I’ve managed to hang onto for almost 50 years. But, short of taking a sledgehammer to it, it’s pretty indestructible.

I wasn’t really into it, but one day while just goofing around, I found this rock 1/4 mile from our farm near a creek bed. It is roughly 4” long. At least four times bigger than anything my father ever found. We took it to a gem and rock show and a guy offered me $10, which was back in the early 70s. I would have happily sold it but, my Pa quickly told him I didn’t want to sell it.
For some odd reason, it popped into my mind the other day and I was not sure I still had it. I found it in a box yesterday when I was looking for something else. It’s one of the few things I’ve managed to hang onto for almost 50 years. But, short of taking a sledgehammer to it, it’s pretty indestructible.
