Because I Said So

Treasure Hunt

Thirty-five years ago, my sister did something that only her childhood mind understood. She took my mom's wedding ring and buried it in the yard. By the time she fessed up to what she had done, she had forgotten exactly where she buried it. She and my mom dug up the yard with the hope of locating the ring, but to no avail. My mom finally gave up and accepted that her ring was gone. My dad replaced it, and that was the end of that.

My sister only recently told me this story. I had no idea that her wedding ring was not really her wedding ring. My sister still has the general idea of where she buried it, but having moved from that house when I was four, her memories are kind of sketchy at best. The irony is, that house is a mere two miles away. I pass the street we lived on about once a week. The chance that the ring is still there, buried in the dirt, is incredibly slim. I took a look at the house, and it still looks pretty much the same, so perhaps the new owners never dug around the fence area of the yard. How can I not look?

Now all I need to do is figure out where the heck to get a metal detector. Yeah, I know. Wish me luck!!

tirade by Jenster at 12:00 AM