Memorial Day Weekend September 2005 by Fred Booth
After having spent two evenings, at Salt Creek Beach over Memorial Day weekend, I thought I would relate a short story. Sometimes we are lucky/skilled and find jewelry items of value. Isn't that what all THers are looking for when they go to the beach? The majority of the time, when finding a gold/silver ring, it goes right into your pouch and becomes part of your jewelry collection. Sometimes, though rarely, are you able to find something that someone lost and immediately return it to them. Each evening that I spent at Salt Creek I was able to do just this.
The first night, around 5:00 pm, I walked down the stairs to the beach and began detecting. Within a few minutes a gentleman came up to me and asked me if I could find his gold wedding band. I was happy to try but offered no guarantee of success. He lead me to where he had been sitting. I asked him to draw a circle around the area with his foot and remove his beach chairs. He and his family had searched the area with their hands but hadn't found his white gold band. Either he and his family had very poor eyesight or they hadn't looked in the right area because within one minute of turning on my PI Pro machine I had his wedding band in my scoop. I let him remove the ring from my scoop. He shook my hand and thanked me, as did all of his family members.
A nice start to the evening and for my good deed I was rewarded with two more gold rings and four silver rings that night. The two gold rings were a 10k white and yellow gold ring with an amethyst and czs and another 14k white gold wedding band. All of the gold and silver came from the wet sand and in the surf up to my waist.
The other evening started off about the same with a young couple asking me if I could find their car keys. They had searched in vain and couldn't go home unless they found the keys. They showed me the general area on the beach were they thought they had lost the keys and again within a few minutes I had them in my scoop. They thanked me for my help, as did another gentleman on the beach that had searched with them in vain for their keys.
I proceeded to walk away detecting but was soon stopped and two wet US paper bills were pressed into my hand. The owner of the keys said that this was all they had and insisted I take the money for helping him get home that evening. A five and a one dollar bill went into my pouch. My good deed again was repaid as I found another white gold wedding band that evening in the wet sand.
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