Two years ago a neighbor asked me to help him find his wedding band lost on our community beach. He placed it in the cup holder of hid beach chair and went swimming. When he returned home he realized he no longer had the ring and returned to the beach to look for it.
It was late in the day and he put off contacting me until the next day. By the time we got there the cleaning machine had been there and I wasnt sure if there was a chance the ring would still be there. I loaned him a detector and we both searched every place we could imagine it could be with no luck.
Yesterday my Dual Field, my new digger and I were water hunting in one of the few local spots where I thought the sand might be thin enough to allow me some success. After twenty minutes or so I noticed this same neighbor wading out to where I was hunting and stopped to hear what was on his mind.
He said his brother was wondering if I might search for his lost wedding band. I told him to have his brother show me about where he lost the ring to save me wandering all over the place. The brother, a very pleasant fellow, said that he had been wrestling around with some buddies when he found the ring missing. He told me it had been ten years ago!
He waded out to a spot that seemed right and I started the search a little to the west side of the area working eastwards to overlap where he had been standing as he returned to shore and family.
Two quarters, two nickels (1-buffalo), two pennies, 10- fishing sinkers (always a good sign of getting to the depth where heavy rings may lurk) and numerous bottle caps etc later and I had his wedding band in my hand. In just under two hours of searching I recovered it from about 8-10 of heavy stone and gravel.
When I called out to him that I had his ring (14K yellow gold with small diamonds around the band) he thought I was kidding, but I assured him that I wasnt! He and his brother wadded over and I placed the ring in his hand where he held it for the first time in ten years. He asked his brother to read the engraving inside, because he couldnt believe it was his ring and I assured him that it was his as I had never seen another like it and the odds were in his favor!!
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The two of them let out whoops of joy so loud that I thought they would stop traffic on Interstate 95 to the north about 4 miles as the crow flies!! I found myself in a bear-hug that put my ribs at risk and in his excitement I got two more such hugs in quick succession!!!
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I like the T-shirt message!
In all my years of returning lost rings I have never witnessed such joy! He told me that for ten years he had walked this short beach looking to see if his wedding band had washed ashore to no avail! His wife had bought a reproduction of his ring, but it could never be his wedding band!!
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Ring number 43 has been one of my favorite finds Friends for the shear energy and joy it evoked in this young husband.
GL&HH Fellow Hunters,
CJ
It was late in the day and he put off contacting me until the next day. By the time we got there the cleaning machine had been there and I wasnt sure if there was a chance the ring would still be there. I loaned him a detector and we both searched every place we could imagine it could be with no luck.
Yesterday my Dual Field, my new digger and I were water hunting in one of the few local spots where I thought the sand might be thin enough to allow me some success. After twenty minutes or so I noticed this same neighbor wading out to where I was hunting and stopped to hear what was on his mind.
He said his brother was wondering if I might search for his lost wedding band. I told him to have his brother show me about where he lost the ring to save me wandering all over the place. The brother, a very pleasant fellow, said that he had been wrestling around with some buddies when he found the ring missing. He told me it had been ten years ago!
He waded out to a spot that seemed right and I started the search a little to the west side of the area working eastwards to overlap where he had been standing as he returned to shore and family.
Two quarters, two nickels (1-buffalo), two pennies, 10- fishing sinkers (always a good sign of getting to the depth where heavy rings may lurk) and numerous bottle caps etc later and I had his wedding band in my hand. In just under two hours of searching I recovered it from about 8-10 of heavy stone and gravel.
When I called out to him that I had his ring (14K yellow gold with small diamonds around the band) he thought I was kidding, but I assured him that I wasnt! He and his brother wadded over and I placed the ring in his hand where he held it for the first time in ten years. He asked his brother to read the engraving inside, because he couldnt believe it was his ring and I assured him that it was his as I had never seen another like it and the odds were in his favor!!
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The two of them let out whoops of joy so loud that I thought they would stop traffic on Interstate 95 to the north about 4 miles as the crow flies!! I found myself in a bear-hug that put my ribs at risk and in his excitement I got two more such hugs in quick succession!!!
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I like the T-shirt message!
In all my years of returning lost rings I have never witnessed such joy! He told me that for ten years he had walked this short beach looking to see if his wedding band had washed ashore to no avail! His wife had bought a reproduction of his ring, but it could never be his wedding band!!
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Ring number 43 has been one of my favorite finds Friends for the shear energy and joy it evoked in this young husband.
GL&HH Fellow Hunters,
CJ
