tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973269483459581996.post1291805819908345523..comments2023-06-14T07:03:19.543-05:00Comments on A Round Unvarnish'd Tale: Ring TalesCherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04817680463922038375noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973269483459581996.post-33519184044734145792012-01-25T18:20:51.273-06:002012-01-25T18:20:51.273-06:00My ring story is one of my biggest regrets. I fou...My ring story is one of my biggest regrets. I found my grandmother's high school graduation ring tucked away in the back of the drawer of her dresser that I got after she died. I wore it all the time. However, wearing it all the time was not the brightest of ideas, for I lost it in my house one day. How one can lose a ring in a small house is beyond me. I looked for the ring for years and years and then again when I was packing up to move. I never found it.<br /><br />I do rather love Kristi's ring story!Myrtlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00431258817722884616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973269483459581996.post-18294382028698712592012-01-25T11:42:35.953-06:002012-01-25T11:42:35.953-06:00Kristi, that is an AMAZING story! Wow! And to thin...Kristi, that is an AMAZING story! Wow! And to think you were a part of it!<br /><br />Glenda, LOL on the word verification. And I don't think your repair will cost quite that much ;-) but yeah, one reason we decided to go with a brand new ring was that it was less costly than repairing my old one (even with the heavier weight of the new ring).Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04817680463922038375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973269483459581996.post-15887158649452421062012-01-24T21:45:48.575-06:002012-01-24T21:45:48.575-06:00Have to share my ring story. When I was 4 years o...Have to share my ring story. When I was 4 years old (still the only child), I went with my mom to the pasture where she was cutting thistles. I played nearby in a sandy area where the three pastures came together, that washed regularly when it rained. While playing in the sand, I found a ring. <br /><br />It was a gold wedding band. It belonged to the lady whom my folks bought the farm from back in 1964. This would have been in 1971. We took the ring to she and her husband. They were overjoyed. She had lost it during their first year of marriage when she had went to get the milk cows in to milk them. They had just celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary.<br /><br />I was so happy for them. How cool is that? The story made it into the Yankton paper and they gave my folks the patent that was granted by the President when the land was sold. I don't remember all the details of that, but need to get that story straight from my folks.<br /><br />That's my ring story.Kristinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973269483459581996.post-19592905575301767252012-01-24T17:16:11.118-06:002012-01-24T17:16:11.118-06:00Oh what a lovely thing for him to do! It is a bea...Oh what a lovely thing for him to do! It is a beautiful ring.<br /><br />I picked up my resized wedding ring last night, so it shouldn't fall off now. And I, too, take mine off at night and leave it on the jewelry box. Although I still wash the dishes with it on.<br /><br />We're going to take the damaged anniversary band in to see what it will cost to have it fixed. The other night I dreamed that the $ figure was 12,000. Apparently I'm a little afraid of it costing too much. lol<br /><br />btw, the word verification is: "pring." :-)Glendahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14707408587652111070noreply@blogger.com