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Posted by The Silver Eagle on September 26, 2006, 8:30 pm
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While visiting my sister on Sunday, she mentioned that she had received a call from someone who wanted to borrow her White's because he had lost his wedding ring while working in his Christmas tree lot. She felt bad in refusing him (she had said that she would visit him sometime and try to find it for him) but I told her to call him back and tell him she had an even better deal for him. I said she should tell him that she would bring along 3 others with detectors (another of my sisters and my brother in law also have Whites, as I do) and we would all look for it. She was to make the arrangements for this coming weekend and we would all journey to rural Lunenburg Co on a Mission. A phone call from her on Monday advised me that he was unable to be there on Saturday, so could we come on Sunday. I told her that we would probably not be able to find a wedding ring in the woods in just one day and for best results we really needed more time. I suggested she call him back and see if he would mind if we went in his woods, even if he was not there. All she needed to do was to have him show her the area where he was working when he lost his ring and to mark it so we would have a defined area to hunt in. He agreed to that and said he would show her the area and help her mark it off. They figured it would take about an hour to do the job and made arrangements to get together. Almost on a second thought, she decided that, seeing she would be there for an hour, she would take her detector along. When they got to the woods, he started showing her where he had sheared the Christmas trees and tossed brush from one place to another. Having turned on the machine, she was getting an occasional blip which she figured was probably old bullet shells or fence staples. About 15 minutes into the process of being shown where he was working, he pointed out a Christmas tree under which had been a pile of brush that he had pulled out and thrown out of the way. She passed her coil under the lower branches of the tree and heard a load signal. He immediately crawled under the tree and came out with his lost wedding ring. Needless to say, he was extremely excited. After many shouts and hugs, he pulled out his wallet and offered to pay her for finding it. Naturally, she refused. He kept insisting as they walked out of the woods and, as they passed him maple syrup camp, he offered her some of that as a reward. Again she declined and told him "that was my good deed for the day - just pass it along and do something nice for someone else".
When she related the story to me I was pleased that she could experience the feeling I had earlier this year when Sean, Dan and I were able to find Garth's wedding ring on our Quest to Cambridge Narrows. At the same time, I was just a bit disappointed that our weekend hunt was kaput. However, she told me that he had mentioned to her that about 15 years ago, his father had lost HIS wedding ring in the woods - and, he knew the area where it had been lost. So, there's still a Mission yet to be carried out. However, I'm sure that after 15 years, it will take a lot more time than finding one that was lost for only 1 week.
I'm writing this story because my sister is not connected to the internet and I felt that her story should be told.
Good Hunting!
Mel
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