John called me at 8:30 am and told me he lost his wedding ring in a ball field. He had taken it off and put it in his zipped pocket with his watch because it was bothering him when he held the bat. He had taken out his watch a couple times to check the time and the second time he realized his ring was gone. He was devastated. He said he could meet me at 12:30 so there I was waiting for him when he arrived. We hunted for over two hours in extreme heat the area he said he lost it in with no luck. I asked him how long he would like to keep searching for and he said until 3:30, another half hour. I told him it was time to expand our search area. I could see the sad and almost hopeless look on his face. I told him not to give up hope, that the ring was not going anywhere and I would even come back another day even though he had to return to Philadelphia. At 3:25 I got the signal I was waiting for. I said to myself, « this HAS to be it. » I dropped to my knees and combed the grass with my fingers and there it was the gold glinting in the sunlight. I didn’t touch it and called out to John, « John, come here! » He ran over not sure why I had called him. I said, »look! » He couldn’t believe his eyes and picked it out of the grass almost sure he would never see it again. We were two very happy, hot and tired guys jumping for joy! A great moment to cherish.
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