I am so thrilled to already have my Christmas gift. It was ready a week ago and I just did not see any reason to put it in a box when I could be wearing it.
This ring has been in my family for since the 1920's and it has a fairly interesting story behind it that I thought you might enjoy reading.
In the early 1920's my father's favorite uncle, Joe had loaned his brother some money, there is some disagreement amoung family members on exactly how much money was involved but I heard the story straight from my Grandmother and she thought it was $100.
Now my father's favorite uncle was married to his favorite aunt, my great aunt Sophie. By all accounts Sophie was a woman far ahead of the times. Unfortunately I never met either Uncle Joe or Aunt Sophie. Sophie was my grandmother's oldest sister and she was old enough to be her mother. Unfortunately she died before I was born but apparently she was a confident, well spoken woman who was not afraid to take matters into her own hands while still maintaining the respect and love of her family. When I need strength I try to channel my inner Aunti Sophie.
But back to the story of the ring. Some time had passed sine Uncle Joe had made the loan to his brother and there had been no attempt to repay the debt. This didn't set well with Aunt Sophie and it was at a party given by Uncle Joe's brother and sister-in-law where she decided to make sure loan was repaid.
According to the story the party was quite lavish and this upset Aunt Sophie, since there had been no effort to repay the loan between the brothers.. Now it is at this point where the story becomes fuzzy but in my version I imagine Aunt Sophie passing through her sister-in-law's bedroom after using the powder room when her gaze happened upon a beautiful ring on the dressing table. And when she exited the room the ring was in her pocket. After all the loan should have had collateral all a long.
According to tale the brothers called the loan paid and the incident was never mentioned again. At her death Aunt Sophie passed the ring on to my grandmother. My grandma missed her sister and wore the ring for the rest of her life. Just before her death my grandmother gave me the ring and told me to keep it always..
The ring was very worn, damaged and not really my style at that time, so I had the center stone removed and reset about 15 years ago. It was at that time that I learned that the diamond dated back to the turn of the century and was cut in a style called a "miner's cut" which is no longer used giving it a very intense sparkle.
Due to the pain in my hands I have not been able to wear my wedding set with Aunt Sophie's diamond for a few years now. So this year I decided to have the diamond reset and I dug around in my jewery box for the setting to take to the jewerlers. I thought I would have all the little diamonds removed and reset along with the center stone. I slipped the setting on and of course I fell in love with it.but I had been told years ago that it could not be repaired. Sadly I figured I might as well sell the gold to help pay for the new setting and I set out for the jewlers.
So imagine my surprise when the jewler told me the ring was made of platinum and could be repaired using a lazer. My 20th century ring met up with a 21st century technology and this is the result.
As for me I couldn't be happier.
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