On Wednesday, 06/10/2026, I was scrolling Facebook when I saw a post in a local group inviting anyone offering services or running a small business to share what they do. I had a few minutes, so I created a post that said I help lost jewelry find its owners and owners find their lost items and attached my business card .
Within an hour, I received a call from Jamie, who said he had just seen my post and had lost his wedding ring a few days earlier while cleaning a cooler after a weekend gathering. He explained that he lived in the Mount Airy area and asked if I could help. My reply was, « Absolutely. » As long as someone hadn’t picked it up, I was confident I could locate it.
I told Jamie that I was in Wilkes County (about 45 minutes away) and currently at a meeting, but I would head his way afterward and text him my ETA.
After the meeting, as I walked to my car, I noticed the sky was dark and angry to the northeast—toward Jamie’s location. I entered his address into my GPS, which showed an arrival time of around 6:00 p.m. I texted Jamie the details and got on the road.
During the drive, I entered a heavy downpour and thought to myself, « I may be detecting under an umbrella for the first time! » Fortunately, I was out of the rain after only about 10 minutes.
When I arrived, I met Jamie, who explained that he had washed the cooler and then flung his hands backward to dry them. You don’t have to guess what happened next. The ring flew off, and he heard it hit the ground somewhere in the distance. Although he searched extensively, he was unable to find it.
I carry rings with me so we can perform a test toss and estimate how far a ring might travel. The test toss indicated a distance of approximately 25 feet. I began my search beyond that distance and worked my way back toward the porch, but with no success.
Jamie then mentioned that the ring could have gone farther to his left than the test toss suggested. I started again, this time from the porch and worked my way out into the yard. As I did, I began feeling raindrops. Remembering the strong storm I had driven through earlier, I picked up the pace. About a minute later, I heard exactly what I was hoping for.
Under my coil was his ring.
I picked it up and quickly walked over to Jamie, asking, « Is this it? »
« Yes! » he replied. « Where did you find it? »
By this point, the rain was really coming down. I asked him for a quick photo, you can even see the raindrops on the business card.
Found in less than 30 minutes and barely missed the monsoon. 🙂 Thank you for trusting me and allowing me to assist you, Jamie!
hit it! Ring Recovered!
