Back in the 80's while we were at our main site, brother Larry decided to go walking since our site was playing out. It had yielded points from San Patrice in the lowest levels to bird points in the upper. Anyway, Larry  walked over a couple hundred yards before he ran into a gulley.  He started 
walking down through it to see what had washed out. It was 6 to 8 feet deep  in most places. When he came back about an hour later, he was holding the point in the center of this picture.  It is one of the most beautiful paleo points with the finest serrations on the blade.  We moved all our digging to 
the other side of the gulley to do some test holes.  It was a nice little ridge with a small spring on the far side, about 100 feet over and almost 
parallel to the gulley.  The first point I found was the broken purple chirt (2nd point, 3rd row).  The form of the points threw us as to type, so Larry 
took them by Dr. Gregory at Northwestern to see what he thought.  He agreed it was a variant and told Larry if we found enough of them, we could name the point. We worked the site for several years and these are some of the points that we recovered. They were deep in the sand just above the clay level and the only other point type found on the site were San Patrice. In fact, the last time we went to the site, I found a perfect San Patrice in my third shovel full of sand. 

Some other information we found out later, some of these points were also found down around Leesville.  Larry told me he had seen some of them through a friend and they were enormous, almost as big as your flattened hand.  We never found any that large, but you can tell some of these have been reworked several times. I never did find the tip to the purple point.

Just before Larry died, he talked with Dr. Gregory and it was confirmed that the name and point type had been accepted.  I just wish I had some way of contacting Overstreet to get them entered into the guide book.

Footnote:   Larry died before he was able to write the official report on the site and the new points. He had put it off for some years until he was certain we had finished excavating the site.  I remember when we were talking points in his hospital room and how he laughed about always looking for the tip to my purple point.  Then he looked at me and said we had not gone deep enough, we should have gone into the upper clay level.  I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry. Larry was known as "The Digger".  He would start a hole, then get into it and start shaving the sides with his shovel. If there was anything other than the sand, you would hear it upon blade contact. Most of the time it would be iron ore.  We found the indians used alot of that in their fire hearths. Anyway, Larry would jump around the site with his holes and he would always throw his fill dirt over a "hot" spot. It never failed and I would get after him about in one area and working from there.  I guess what irritated me the most would be driving down a dirt road, we would be talking and he would be glancing at the embankments.  Ever so often, he would stop and go over and pickup a point or nice flake. He was very adept at where and what to look for.