Minnesota Marble that's a touching story, friends and marbles.
My interest started on the school playground, playing for keeps. The first sunny days of spring I remember looking out the class window and once enough snow melted to expose some dirt, that's where my friends and I spent recess. There were a lot of catseyes and stuff but even back then I liked the older patterns of vintage marbles which wasn't common at my school. Some got dinged pretty bad in the process of a victory but back then it was 'a battle scar'