Holding Hands Ring, Resurrecting The Past 3

This particular piece is in two parts. It’s one of my favorites. When I was a little girl, I was in love with the fact that the two hands came apart. It was as if it were a puzzle. I’d admire it and the owner was happy to show me. Again and again.  He never minded that I was another business owner’s kid hassling him.

Sometime in the early Eighties, that owner and I became friends. I still looked at the ring over and over. He was happy to show me. Again and again. He’s no longer with us, but his love will always be with me as will the original ring. I’ve recreated it silver. I hope you’ll love it too.

Thanks for your friendship and your kindness, Bob, I miss you.