A couple of weeks ago on June 7, I was shopping at the North Topeka Walmart. I had gotten off work early to prepare for a camping trip that was to begin that evening. I left work, stopped and got gas, went to Walmart for groceries and then to my neighborhood liquor store for my favorite libation. When I got home, I went to change my clothes — which always begins with removing my jewelry — and realized my wedding ring was no longer on my finger.
As anyone can imagine, what I felt was immediate panic. I began to search through my car, purse, grocery bags, pockets, trunk — basically anywhere my hand had been in the last few hours. In tears, I told my husband it appeared I had lost my wedding ring that I have had for almost 28 years. I considered retracing my steps of the past hour and a half but felt that would be like looking for a needle in a haystack because I had no idea at what point my ring came off my finger.
So I left to join my friends at the lake hoping that I might find it in my office when I returned to work. In tears, I shared with my friends what had happened. Because Walmart was where I spent the most time, one of my friends told me I should call and let them know what had happened. So that night at 10:30 p.m. I called and spoke to the shift manager. He took my name, phone number and a description of the ring and assured me that he would pass the information on to all personnel.
Later in the afternoon the next day I noticed I had a call and message from a number I didn’t recognize. Upon checking the voicemail, I learned that Walmart had called and they had found my ring. I called my husband, told him the good news and asked him to drive over there and pick it up. Also to be sure and get what information they had on where it was located and by whom.
What I know is that a man named Bill, who works in the produce during the night, found my wedding ring in the corn. Guess I was just digging in that pile of corn for just the right ear, and the rough husks pulled the ring off my finger. It would have been so easy for Bill to pocket the ring and sell it at one of the many pawn shops in Topeka. However, Bill made the choice to turn it in.
Thank you, Bill !