I found a few rings, 4 spanish reales, many musket balls, etc., in the field I've been hitting for at least 4 consecutive years, but this dig has me pullin' my hair out (only 'cause I want to return it to the rightful owners).
This guy (whose name is etched on the OUTSIDE of this gold wedding ring), was born in 1848. So far, this is just about all I know what to go by.
I, and my wife Snowy, have done extensive research on this and have found a lot of distant relatives connected to this ring that I found last summer (Vlad... you know the field I'm talkin' about ), but so far, we haven't been able to find a direct, living decendant (BUT... I will not give up).
Some people might stick it in their shoe while they're squatting down near their dug plug, and get shifty-eyed, while whispering to themselves: "Finder's keepers", but not me. I would much rather hack my brain (and th' planet) and keep tryin' to find someone's hand worthy of plopping it in to.
I WILL not give up on this search. I jus' keep thinkin' of how it would be if it were me that was on the recieving end of this.
What th' heck... it's only a gold ring. How much could it be worth at a hock shop or a jewelry store... maybe $50? Big deal!
Nope... this is going in someone's hand someday. It's obviously not a cheap-o, gold-coated, piece of junk, ring. Actually, I'm pretty sure it's solid.
I hope to, some day, have a follow-up on this "get-it-back-to-the-proper-person, story.
Check it out:
This guy (whose name is etched on the OUTSIDE of this gold wedding ring), was born in 1848. So far, this is just about all I know what to go by.
I, and my wife Snowy, have done extensive research on this and have found a lot of distant relatives connected to this ring that I found last summer (Vlad... you know the field I'm talkin' about ), but so far, we haven't been able to find a direct, living decendant (BUT... I will not give up).
Some people might stick it in their shoe while they're squatting down near their dug plug, and get shifty-eyed, while whispering to themselves: "Finder's keepers", but not me. I would much rather hack my brain (and th' planet) and keep tryin' to find someone's hand worthy of plopping it in to.
I WILL not give up on this search. I jus' keep thinkin' of how it would be if it were me that was on the recieving end of this.
What th' heck... it's only a gold ring. How much could it be worth at a hock shop or a jewelry store... maybe $50? Big deal!
Nope... this is going in someone's hand someday. It's obviously not a cheap-o, gold-coated, piece of junk, ring. Actually, I'm pretty sure it's solid.
I hope to, some day, have a follow-up on this "get-it-back-to-the-proper-person, story.
Check it out: