Man I used to LOVE going out and hunting arrowheads with my dad when I was a kid. We found all kinds of cool stuff in fields right after farmers plowed, points, scrapers, lots of pottery bits.
Then my loser of a brother stole them and sold all... what a dick.
I haven't found a point in years, I was looking for fossils down by a river in town today and was thinking about how even though I loved finding artifacts as a kid I never really grasped the significance of holding in my hands a tool that our ancient ancestors created thousands of years ago and used to keep themselves alive. It really is powerful stuff!