Tuesday, July 30, 2019

We Live In An Age of Miracles

This past Saturday, my son's friend plunged into the surf at the Jersey shore and lost his wedding ring. His fingers responded to the cold water with cold shrinkage and the force of the waves did the rest.



But this man was born in the mid 1980's and he did not accept this loss as irretrievable. 

He went on Reddit, from his cell phone, and found a man who, in retirement, has made it his hobby to find things on beaches with his metal detector.

So the young man went on Google maps and sent the location of the beach where he lost the ring and the retiree went out on the beach, the next morning, Sunday, with his metal scanner machine and found the ring.

Presumably, the ring will get back to its owner by some lower tech means, like the U.S. Postal Service.

But here we are, and a ring, A RING, could be found amid all the grains of sand on that beach, while the owner was back in New York City, by a man on a New Jersey beach linked to the problem by a satellite, and using an electronic device.

What a marvelous age we live in. 

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