Gail and her husband Trevor just completed the yard cleanup of fall leaves, when they noticed Trevor had lost his wedding ring. They called me and I advised then not to discard the bags of leaves until after my search, experience tells me that that is the prime location for a lost ring. I responded the next day and searched all the yard and quickly scanned the 20 large garbage bags of leaves with no success. I told them I would return and go through each bag separately. I returned 2 days later and started emptying each bag and scanning the contents. Success on the 13th bag I got a strong signal which turned out to be the wedding ring. December would be their 53rd wedding anniversary, they were happy to have the ring back.
Very tired at the end of a day of filling bags of leaves, I was very much disturbed to discover my ring finger bare of my wedding ring and was downhearted as I contemplated the daunting search of our yard. Our son rented a metal detector but we found what we really needed was an experienced operator.
Ken was more than that. He was eager, dedicated, and determined to find my missing wedding ring. Perhaps he was a bit sentimental, too, as he and his wife were also married in 1964. After first searching our front and back yards without success, Ken promised to return to empty and search each of the twenty bags.
As good as his word, Ken returned, persistently emptying each bag until he picked up a signal in the lucky thirteenth bag! Thank you, Ken!