A couple of years ago, I took a class at the Portland metal studio, Ninety-Twenty. I wanted to recreate a sterling ring I’d made for Gary while I was still in high school in the fall of 1968 or maybe 1969. At the University of Washington, I would complete two studio art degrees by 1976. When we married after Gary’s graduation in 1974, I borrowed back Gary’s sterling ring to add a gold bead for the wedding. On our wedding day, my mother accidentally flushed our rings—the two-color gold bands and his updated sterling and gold ring. (She absolutely denied doing this.) I remade the gold wedding bands the following fall but not the sterling one. I don’t remember why. Gary suggests, “Maybe we were too busy.” Gary was working full time after graduation and I was both working and in school pursuing a teaching degree, my third degree in six years.