Lost Wedding Ring Evesham NJ

A Night At The Ball Game

Dave,

You must be an angel.  An angel with a mean metal detector, that is.  I lost my wedding ring at a local spring baseball game.  We searched several times and could not find it.  My husband told me don’t worry about it so much, but I was devastated.  During a frantic internet search, I found the Metal Detecting Man website and shot you an e-mail.  We met at the baseball field where I’d lost the ring.  My heart dropped when I saw you walk in to the parking lot from the field in less than an hour.  I thought, well, that’s it, he thinks it’s hopeless.  I said, “No luck, eh?  That’s OK, I am really grateful that you’re doing this.”   I just hoped whoever found the ring was using it for good purposes (paying bills, etc.) or it was helping to keep a very lucky bunch of baby robins warm and safe this summer.

“Well, there was a lot of junk on that field,” you said, as you opened your hand to reveal my wedding ring.

And that, my friends, is when I hugged a total stranger several times and cried for joy.

Because of your generosity to help a stranger on your day off, I am wearing my wedding ring again.  I think I will weld it to my finger.  Even if you hadn’t found it, the world is a better place with you in it.  I hope I can “pay it forward” to others in some way.  You asked for nothing, but I insisted you accept the meager contents of my wallet that day.  It is truly priceless what you’ve done.

I’m attaching a picture of the found wedding ring for your website.  Thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Elizabeth
Burlington County, NJ