Pictured are the arrowheads found mostly by my Father. My Father had a great eye for finding arrowheads and other Native American artifacts. Our farm was in rural Ohio.
My Father would find one every once in awhile while working the fields. I only found a few but he found many. He had an amazing ability to spot them.
My Father passed away many years ago and I inherited most of the arrowheads he found and will treasure them forever. When I die, I will leave them to my Son.
I love them because of their history. I try to imagine life back then and how the Native Americans used these arrowheads to hunt. I love these arrowheads also because of my personal connection to them.
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