I lost my wedding ring in Nov 1975 due to morning sickness & losing weight. Dad bought me a band the next Mother's Day. Five years later on Christmas, he gave me another wedding set similar to the original. In November about ten years later, I noticed the diamond was missing and put the band back on, stowing the ring away. I had been cutting wood things all month & there was no way of finding the diamond in all that sawdust. About seven years ago for Mother's Day, I told Dad I would pay half on another ring. Maybe I wouldn't lose it. Ten years & the holidays seem to be the time they get lost or replaced. You could say, I have bad luck with rings.
He still has the original band I bought him that cost $110, which was expensive back then. Here are 3 of my rings, Dad's & the Mother's ring you kids gave me @Christmas.
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