And so it happened…

A beautiful, relaxing summer afternoon at the beach turned into the loss of my Cartier Trinity ring. I had ignored those two life lessons, got distracted and now I was in a frantic search for my previous wedding band that had disappeared into the sand. We traced my steps, sifted through piles of sand…all no to avail.

Early the next morning while again combing the beach, I met a fisherman who told me about Dave, the Metal Detecting Man. He said he had great results. I contacted him and told him my tale of woe. Dave, who lives at least an hour from Long Beach Island, promised he would do his best, but it would take some time.

On a rainy Saturday morning I got a call from Dave. He had recovered my ring! My precious ring is back on my finger again.We need more Daves in this world. He took the time to help a stranger in need…a life lesson in itself. He exemplified How To Live.

I am not the only lucky one that has been helped. Dave has been doing this for many years and has a treasure chest full of heart warming stories to share. People like Dave should be highlighted and celebrated. Thank you Dave, the Metal Detecting Man.

Jeanette

To read my side of the story look on my recoveries page or click this sentence.