I spent two weeks suffering with poison oak, after getting a small sun-colored amethyst insulator from an old dead oak tree. I was with my wife, and she is more of a bug than myself.

The insulator was on a small rotten limb about 25 feet off the ground and had a wire tied to it, so I thought I would pull it down with the wire. My wife yelled loud enough that any person in the state could here her. So I started climbing the tree.

I got the insulator, and now I value it so highly in our collection that a person can't touch it for love nor money. I found out later that is an unembossed C.E.W. (CD 120).