Yesterday I received a message from Dave. While him and his family were at the beach near the house they rented for the week, He took his heirloom ring off and put it in a pocket of his beach chair even though his daughter offered to hold it for him. When they left he forgot the ring was in the chair until later that day. The ring had fallen out at some point during their walk back to the house. The ring was left to him by his father who recently passed. I made arrangements to meet him later after I got home from work. They showed me where they were and the path they walked back to the street. I gridded a large area including the path to the road. No luck. I went back to my truck to get some bug spray, Spoke.to Dave a bit more then decided to go back out there and continue searching. It is a very important ring after all and I was not willing to give up easily. I started moving closer to the high tide line and closer to the path. Within a few more passes I found it!! About 3-4″ deep. I walked back to the house and texted Dave to please come outside as I was ready to head out. He came outside and said “no luck huh?”. (I admit I kept a bit of a sad look on my face ) I then pulled out the ring and handed it to him. He was in shock for a moment which quickly turned into disbelief followed shortly with relief and joy! I love those moments!