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Fort Bend County, At Large
By Cheryl Skinner

This column expresses the personal opinions/views of the writer. If you would like to express your opinions/views regarding the column, write a SIGNED letter to the editor. Name can be withheld by request with a valid day time phone number.


A ring in time

I am looking for a ring—not just any ring but a ring that was very near and dear to me and was misplaced some 25 years ago on Main Street in Sugar Land. Why put this in my column? Because I keep reading about people who find class rings or wedding rings 20 and 30 years after they were lost or stolen and many years after they gave up hope of ever finding them.

This ring is somewhat unique in style—it was made for me. When I married in 1964, I proudly displayed an inexpensive plain gold band to signify this bond. In 1978 my husband worked a ton of extra hours and bought me a beautiful wedding set. The little gold band was replaced, but because he realized how much that simple gold band meant to me, a year later he took it to a jeweler and had a small baguette diamond placed in the middle with our daughter’s birthstones (blue and pink) on either side. I was thrilled and wore that ring every day. Then it disappeared. I could have lost it in the yard at our house on Main. Most likely it left the house with one of our oldest daughter’s little friends. I don’t consider it a theft. I had carelessly taken the ring off in the kitchen and put it on a table I then used as a desk. It was about a week or two before I realized the ring was actually missing and searches of the house and yard proved futile.

It was later I learned that our oldest daughter had friends over and they were playing “dress up” that weekend. Our oldest daughter admitted many years later that they had all tried on the ring and played “married.” By the time she fessed up, her friends were grown and scattered. Since they played in the house and outside, it could have been lost in the yard or could have simply stayed on the finger of the last one to try it on and eventually found its way to a child’s jewelry box or the bottom of a closet. Just as my daughter was afraid to admit the incident until she was grown, I am sure another child would have been afraid to “tell” where the ring came from if she accidentally lost it or brought it home. The kids just didn’t realize the sentimental value of the item—to them it was just an adornment in their quest to play grown-up.

That said, if anyone in Sugar Land has an aging little gold band with three small stones lying around or finds this little treasure with a metal detector, please contact me. At that time, we lived at the end of Main across from St. Theresa’s Catholic Church—the little old house is still there.

I realize it is a long shot, but stranger things have happened and it would mean the world to me.


Contact skinnerc1@tconline.net, if you would like to express your opinions/views regarding the column. Write a SIGNED letter to the editor with valid day time phone number--name can be withheld by request.

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