Lost Rings

I am not a personal fan of jewelry, but were I more careful, I would have been fine with rings. My first ring was my High School CLASS RING, and If I had been able to retain it all these 55 years, it would be a real historical show-piece today. But I managed to lose it early on somewhere in Chicago. My second finger piece was my WEDDING RING. Back then, marital rings for men were called wedding bands. I had it for several years before it disappeared somewhere in Sacramento after being worn faithfully for some 25 years. My third ring was a special gift from my wife. It was a GOLD RING that irritated me, because I found myself constantly being scratched by those sharp golden edges. It also took an exit and disappeared in Sacramento. Three strikes, and I was out. That was the end of my wearing rings. Losing every ring that I ever owned. Imagine that. 062522PSCtest, One in Five, Joseph May Chosen theme: A Lost Ring. 4P