Old Man Lewis, as he was commonly and affectionately referred to by his friends, got many-a-rock-hounds started in the hobby. Over the years, he kept me going; teaching me how to field collect, how to recognize a good specimen, how to recognize a mediocre specimen, how to preserve specimens, etc..
My science fair project turned into a hobby, which turned into a passion--a lifetime of studying (including at the
On a hot summer day in June, 2005, I showed up to work and Dave was having a bad day and on a whim, offered me the rock shop. I couldn't believe my good fortune. To make the situation even more unbelievable, my wife (Anita) was not apposed to buying the shop. It didn't take long to work out a deal and whala, nearly 19 years later, here we are.