My brother called today to tell me my Dad had a mild heart attack. I was on a conference call so I couldn't take it. By the time I finished I'd forgotten. Later he sent email. I wasn't able to reach my step sister and get more information until after work. They said the doctors had found some blockage and the surgeon would come by later to give them options. While I'm waiting to hear what the surgeon thinks should be done and whether I need to fly out there, I grabbed 3 spalls. All 3 had a lot of coretex with cool color. The first one was quite small and I was surprised to get a nice little point out of it, lost some width but almost no length. The second spall was really thin and I almost had a point that was half red coretex and half flint. I broke it 3 times trying to run long flakes, it was just too thin. The last spall made a nice teardrop, but I totally botched the notches, stalling them both. I should've left it un-notched, it was better before.
After all that, the surgeon never stopped by to talk to Dad so I won't know anything until tomorrow. I hate not knowing, wish I was out there with him.
George
