On Friday, July 10, 2026, at 5:40 p.m. I received a voice mail saying, “Hi, my name is Park. I am staying on Pawley’s Island and lost a wedding band. I found this number as a ring finder.” I was able to get the call before he hung up and found out additional details. He told me that he had taken the ring off to apply suntan lotion before going out on the beach. He also stated that he took his ring off and set it on the banister. He believed it had fallen or gotten knocked off into the area around the porch. He also stated it may be on the beach in the dry sand but was more convinced it was around or under the porch. He also told me that they had to check out by 10 a.m. Saturday. We arranged for me to show up at 8 a.m. and check out both areas.
I arrived on time and talked with Park who showed me the area around the porch that he suspected the ring was. Luckily, the area was mostly dead leaves and a couple of sticker bushes. He told me the wedding band was yellow gold; I had my Equinox 800 so I knew the ring would show up in the 15-17, maybe 18 range on the VDI (visual display indicator) depending on the size of the ring. I searched all along the porch area and got nothing in the range I expected. From there, Park and I walked out to the beach, but Park wasn’t really sure the ring would be out there. He showed me the area and went back to the house to finish packing and loading the car. The area was maybe 15X20 ft and wouldn’t take long. I started an east/west grid line outside the suspected area. About my fifth or sixth line I got a solid 16 on the VDI and about 3-4 inches deep. I left my scoop in the car because I didn’t think I’d need it, wrong! I started sifting the sand through my fingers and saw Park’s yellow gold band lying in the hole I had made. Bingo!! I walked back to the house and knocked on the door. Park’s wife opened the door and called Park to come downstairs. About halfway down he asked if I had found it. I held it up and said, “Yes.” He instantly perked up and was so excited he had his ring back. I think it’s going to be a much happier ride home to DC.
Park – Thank you for calling me and trusting me to help find your lost wedding band. Take care!
Jim
Thank you so much, Jim!
I took my ring off while applying sunscreen, thinking I might get into the ocean, and absentmindedly placed it in my pocket, where I promptly forgot about it. A few hours later, I noticed that the ring wasn’t on my finger—and wasn’t in my pocket anymore, either. Needless to say, having only been married for two months, I felt very embarrassed. My wife was tolerant, but I could tell she was not happy about it either. My cousins and I spent hours looking for the ring on Friday—including at least half an hour combing the sand where our tent had been—before giving it up as lost.
Luckily, my uncle found Jim through ring finders and convinced me to give him a call. I figured sure, why not. Jim showed up just as we were packing up to leave, and I told him where I thought I might have left it. I’ll be honest: I did not expect Jim to find anything, but I wanted to at least be able to say I’d tried everything before admitting defeat and buying a new band.
Much to my surprise, about 20 minutes after he started looking on the beach, Jim came back with my wedding ring. I was shocked—and also extremely, extremely relieved. He saved me a big expense, and a lifetime of having to explain how I lost the wedding band I’d received at my actual wedding!