Just as my wife and I pulled into our favorite taco place on Friday, my phone buzzed. It was Diago. His voice was somewhat desperate—he’d lost his girlfriend’s engagement ring, and he needed help. He and some friends tried to locate it but it was hopeless.
We’d barely parked, the restaurant still minutes from reopening at 5, but I knew the sun was slipping fast thanks to the time change. So, we left. As we did, I prayed for God’s favor.
I met Diago at a roadside bar & grille. He pointed out exact the spot where the ring had flown from his hand. It vanished into a patch of tangled grass—short blades, long tufts, and a gloomy drainage ditch. His fiancée, he said, had been in tears.
I fired up my Minelab Manticore, and instantly the machine chattered incessantly – bottle caps, pull tabs, scraps of who-knows-what. I adjusted my settings, grabbed my pinpointer, and pushed into the grass as daylight drained away.
As darkness enveloped us, I swept every inch of the suspected area, the detector humming, my hopes slipping with the sun. Eventually, I had to turn to Diago and tell him the last thing he wanted to hear: I’d be back at sunrise.
Praying again, I arrived before dawn the next morning. The grass heavy with dew. I started scanning in a slow grid, determined not to miss a thing. Then—a clean, bright tone!
I dropped to my knees, brushed aside a patch of grass, and there it was: a beautiful gold ring nestled so perfectly in the blades that anyone without a detector would’ve walked past it a hundred times. God is good!
Later that day I placed the ring back into the hands of an overjoyed couple.
If you’ve lost a ring, keys, or even your phone—whether at the beach or in your backyard—don’t give up hope. Call Detector Ed at 757-419-0299. I’m available day or night. Call or text me as soon as possible—and please, don’t post about it on social media!
