The Ring Part II. One of my favorite people in the world told me a great story today about her wedding ring. Ann and her husband own a set net site across Cook Inlet, which is a very remote area that they can only get to by plane or boat. They work very hard catching salmon and their fingers swell with the labor of it. Ann was in the habit of taking off her wedding ring and putting it in her purse when she fished and one day she looked in her purse for it and it was gone. She couldn't find it for ten years. The other day someone got into the back seat of Ann's truck and said, "Look, a ring!" There it was on the floor of their truck after ten years. It no longer fits Ann's finger as her knuckles have become enlarged after years of serious volleyball so she wears it on her pinky finger. I took this picture after transplanting vegetable plants with Ann in her greenhouse. See the dirt under her nails? She's one of the hardest working women I know.