Tommy Mann

I recently heard a story about a lost high school ring. A man was using a metal detector in Barbados when he stumbled upon a piece of jewelry that he could tell had been there for a while. The ring was old, and the odds of ever tracking down its owner were miniscule, so most people would have headed to the nearest pawn shop to make a few bucks. But not this man.   Because the ring had the name of the school and the graduation year, he looked up the school and reached out to them. They were able to comb through their records and eventually conclude who it once belonged to.     It turns out the ring had been missing for fifty years. And the owner? They found him and mailed the ring, which arrived the day before his 83 rd  birthday. When I heard that story on the news it occurred to me that if he lost the ring fifty years earlier, and he was 83, then he was about 33 when he lost it.    You know who wears a high school ring in their 30’s? People who really like their high school ring. Thin