Suncoast Research And Recovery Club (SRARC)

Thank you again, Mike! (2023)

Thank you again, Mike! We were indeed all quite disbelieving with the quick find. But we are all especially heartened to know there are people who do this kind of thing for others out of generosity and the joy they get from seeing other people happy and relieved. Thank you for your time (driving and meeting us) and lending your skill as a detectorist to me. I am so glad I stumbled upon ring-finders while searching for a rental. I’d maybe still be out there searching.

Thanks Mark you saved the day! (2019)

Mark came out the same day we called and found not one but two rings. One my wife’s and second mine I lost over a year ago. He worked quickly and covered a lot of ground. We were over the moon with excitement. Thanks Mark you saved the day! Two rings... still can’t believe it:)

To say that what they do is selfless and kind is an understatement. (2015)

This is me and my fiance in the photo. I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you to Mike and express our thankfulness for what he did for us.

There’s not many words that can describe the hopelessness that we felt in the hours after the ring was initially lost. Searching on our own was proving futile and we had never heard of a service such as the one that Mike and his group provide.

To say that what they do is selfless and kind is an understatement. He was compassionate and only wanted to see us reunited with the ring that meant so much to us.

Watching him pull the ring up out of the water and smile as he held it high for us to see was an incredible feeling and the more we smiled so did he. When asked what we could do to repay him he responded by letting us know that donations for the club were accepted on the website.

This is not enough but we have gladly donated what we could. We want Mike to know that he will always hold a special place in our hearts and will not be forgotten.

Thank you so much to you and all those out there like you.

Andrew & Danielle

What you did and do often is PRICELESS!!!! (2015)

STAN THE MAN!!

I am John’s dad I was there when both the ring was lost Playing football. The look on Laurens face when the ring flew off is something nobody wants to ever experience.

All that were there search for hours and hours on end with no luck, most gave up thought it never be found again.

But John didn’t want to give up posted something online looking for help, which I was very skeptical about him meeting “strangers” but then I must say that it turned out to be an awesome experience, by meeting Stan and to see his great attitude and willingness to help others voluntarily was amazing,I met a great guy yesterday, needless to say so did my son and Lauren.

The rest of the family that was there also sends out their upmost gratitude!! What you did and do often is PRICELESS!!!!. You will be in our family stories for a lifetime. The world needs more people like Stan..

Thank you so much,

From the Frabotta’s, Gottschaulks & Nathan

I raced back to the beach and cried happy tears when my husband placed my ring on my finger all over again. (2014)

The weekend before my vow renewal, a few of my friends and I decided to go out. We ended up at Jimmy B’s on St Pete Beach and after a few drinks and several hours of dancing; we decided a quick dip in the gulf would be wonderful. We were only in for a few minutes but when we came out and posed for a photo, I noticed that my wedding rings were gone. I cannot describe how surreal that moment was or how quickly the panic set in. We searched for an hour before they finally convinced me to turn in for the night. I lay in my hotel bed, unable to sleep, feeling absolutely naked without the ring that my husband had given me when he proposed. That ring stood for so much. He worked so hard, handpicked every stone, designed the setting, not like at Jared where you pick a pre-fabricated design, he drew it on paper and had someone make it. That ring symbolized eight years of love and friendship, five years of marriage , two children, hard times and amazing happiness. I couldn’t just lay there while it drifted in the ocean, so at 3:30 in the morning, I headed back out and spent the next several hours combing the beach with a flashlight (two days later my neck still hurts from looking down). I finally called my husband to share the terrible news at 6:45. Not only was he sweet to me and sad for me, he immediately took action. He sent out a text to everyone he knew asking for a metal detector. By 8:30 he had gotten into contact with someone who was going to meet us at the beach. I was fairly exhausted from both the festivities and several hours of searching the night before but perked at the possibility of a happy ending. I met Stan and my husband around 9:30 and Stan immediately set to work. He was methodical and friendly. He gave me hope. I wasn’t able to pinpoint exactly where I was, I mean the beach is the beach right? Especially at 2 am. Still, Stan was optimistic. By 10:30 though, we were all feeling a little discouraged. I had to go check out of the hotel and as I was heading away from the water, I noticed my friend’s leftover drink from the night before. I flagged Stan down to show him that this was where we went in. I left the beach feeling terrible, so sure that ever finding my ring again was a lost cause. What would I wear at our vow renewal? I didn’t have a ring for my husband to place on my finger. How would we ever replace the ring that my husband had put so much effort and love into making? I could barely keep from crying. Twenty minutes later, while packing the last few things in my bag, I got a message from my husband. It was a photo of my rings! Stan had found them… both! I couldn’t believe my luck. I felt like a weight had been lifted (even though my neck still hurt). I raced back to the beach and cried happy tears when my husband placed my ring on my finger all over again. It was wonderful. I hugged Stan. I couldn’t be more thankful for his hard work and tireless effort to help a total stranger. His focus and compassion have given me a happy ending against truly unbelievable odds. Thank you Stan Flack!