In other news, I decided for my birthday to have my paternal grandmother's wedding band refinished for myself. It already fit my right ring finger just right, but I wanted to add some stones to it. My grandfather had a diamond put in my grandmother's band, one for each of their children, as she had them: Bobby, Jack, Jerry, Bill, and Hoyt (my dad). I also had a couple pieces from my mom that didn't suit me the way they were, and the stones were very similar sized to the diamonds in my grandmother's band.
When I counted them up, I figured out that I had enough stones to number one for each of my grandmother's grandchildren and great grandchildren, so far, down to my son. The jeweler was very careful to preserve the authenticity of the period of the ring, which is from the 1920's. Here it is:
Not bad, huh? :)
1 comment:
very perty! Good luck on the job lead!
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