The Heirloom Journey to Joe Namath!

What in the world does this ring have to do with Joe?

This ring was the only piece of real jewelry my Grandmother owned. She bought it with the money she saved from babysitting my brother and me. One day, planting our Spring garden she noticed the stone was missing. She was distraught and I vowed to find it for her. Those of you that know me know I have the “Dog with a Bone Gene” big time. I tore the garden apart. Dug up and replanted etc.  My Dad, Bob, helped me when he came home from work. When it got dark he said we should begin again at first light as we could end up reburying it in the dark.  We were out there before the sun came up and sure enough as soon as the sun peaked over the horizon, every shiny thing in the garden sparkled and that is how I found the stone. My Grandmother was overjoyed and promised that I would be the next owner of her beautiful ring. Sadly, that Fall she passed away and I inherited this beautiful piece. Since I was only 11 I wore it around my neck until I was old enough and then I wore it everyday.

Now the Juicy Joe Part!

It’s Spring Break 1971 in Fort Lauderdale. (Young things don’t give up, it’s still a good story…)
I’m in a bar alone. My friends are scorching themselves in the sun and since I don’t tan, I drink!  The bar is packed and there is only one seat at the bar.  I settle myself and order some dopey Ohio drink. Probably a  7 & 7. There is a reason they say Youth is wasted on the Young! I notice the guy next to me is REALLY good looking and I start up a conversation. Which leads to talking about my ring. Turns out Joe’s mother loved blue topaz. He then joked with me about how the color only matches one of my eyes. Ha, Ha! My left eyes is half blue and half brown. He buys me drinks and later asked me to dinner. I said I had plans with my friends and got up to leave. The girl behind me taking my seat says, “Do you have any idea who that is?” Not a clue says the Ohio girl. That’s how I met Joe Namath. When I tell my husband this story he says if I had gone to dinner with him, I would probably be more interested in Football. Do you think????
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Carol

Serendipity at it’s best…

Interesting people show up in the strangest places!

I met this very interesting and inspiring lady yesterday named Betsy at a luncheon for breast cancer survivors and their families. We started talking about jewelry. (Shockingly surprising topic for me, I know.) She told me this amazing story she calls The Immortal Necklace. It all started with a remodel of an old farm house in Ohio in the 1940s. The house was built in the late 1800s and needed a serious upgrade. Betsy was the only girl in a family with 5 brothers and 1 bathroom. Her father decided the bathroom was the first room to be remodeled. He began ripping out the walls to make it larger and in so doing found a very old tattered pouch that contained a beautiful pearl necklace with a complete chronology. The necklace was first worn by the Bride of an Austrian named Uttendorf in 1799. The chronology goes on to describe the passage of that necklace to the oldest daughter on her wedding day until it abruptly stopped in 1901. Betsy’s father told her that it was their obligation to continue its legacy of immortality. But now Betsy has a problem. Betsy had 4 sons, who in turn had only sons. She is a proud grandmother of wonderful BOYS. She is really at a crossroad. What should she do? Or, better what would you do?

Here is a sketch of the necklace and my attempt to recreate.  Click Below!


Here is my version:
Immortal Photo

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