The Biting Fly: Lose Your Marbles?

The Biting Fly

When pestering someone just isn't enough

The Biting Fly: Lose Your Marbles?

Lose Your Marbles?

As I told you, folks in my family like to look for stuff. Here are some marbles that were found by family members, mostly my father, over several decades. There may be one or two of the ones I played with as a kid (probably the cat's eyes), but most of these are substantially older than me. Heck, some of these are actually older than The Sister! (Smithsonian, eat your heart out).

All my marbles

Note the faint red and green lines

Not a good photo

Red Clay (I think)

Mars?

A portion of the first photo

Another portion of the photo...

Yet another...

and another...

and the rest.

Finally, a close up of three of the larger clay marbles.

Some of these marbles probably belonged to Chocktaw Indians several hundred years ago. Of course, The Sister found some of these...outside the cave. The rest, other than the few that were mine or from my era, belonged to kids my father might have known seventy something years ago or their ancestors.