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I had one until I lost it in a car race in 1975. I was driving a corvette with the top down and in a sharp turn, whoff, it came off. Never saw it again. Then I wore my father's ring for the next 30 plus years. This march, on our 50th anniversary my wife gave me another ring. I will wear it until I pass.
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Getting old is not for wimps.
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