It was about six years ago last October when I went to visit my friend Jerry at his house in Arizona. We had lots of fun adventures in the mountains and high grasslands nearby. I was fascinated with the flora, the fauna, the climate, and the geology of the place. The Chiricauha Mountains to the east is the location of a volcanic cauldera but it is so ancient that there are no signs of pumice or lava. Instead, the volcanic ash accumulated to about 2000 feet thick, then hardened into a silica stone and eroded into vertical stone spires called "hoodoos."
Jerry's property is located on a nearly flat valley floor some miles away from the mountains, with a creek nearby that drains from those mountains. There is a layer of eroded river stones not very deep beneath the top soil, and Jerry has had many encounters with them while digging trenches and post holes and the like.

One day while walking up his driveway I spotted an odd looking stone. I picked it up and brought it home with me, with the idea that some day I would figure out how to cut it open and see what was inside. I thought it looked like a geode, you know, the stones with a hollow spot in the middle lined with clear crystals. It wasn't likely though, knowing the volcanic history.
My granddaughter who is now nine years old began pestering me a few weeks ago, to crack open Jerry's rock. I preferred to cut it, but now there was incentive to act. I considered buying a stone cutting tool, but those are expensive. Then somebody mentioned that I should merely ask someone who owns a stone cutter to cut it for me.
We ended up going to a store named "Jerry's Rock and Gem Shop" to cut Jerry's rock. The people there were so friendly and helpful. In less than the time it took for us to look at all the wonderful rocks, jewelry, fossils, and shells in the store, they had cut Jerry's rock in half for me. Inside we found a small opening filled with the most wonderful tiny clear crystals.

I want to polish the face of the stone halves and make them look really nice.