Beth call today, saying her husband, Ross, had lost his wedding ring on Sunday just days after they celebrated their 12th anniversary. Ross and the kids had been swimming in the pond out back of his friends’ house when he noticed his ring was gone. This 90 degree day was perfect for a hunt, so Gregg Larabel and I jumped into our cars and met Ross at the friends’ home. We started where Ross said they had spent most of the time in the water. Then his friend got home and told us he thought Ross might have lost it when he fell off the raft while playing with the kids. That was in deeper water than where we had already searched, so we moved out to chin-deep water and searched some more. We were just about ready to give up for the day when I made one last swing thru the deep water–and that’s when I got a good hard signal of 50 on my At-Pro. It is not easy to scoop the bottom when you have to stretch to keep your chin out of the water, hoping not to drown! So it took me a few tries, but the ring ended up in my scoop, leading to lots of smiles all around. That warm feeling just never gets old.