Mexico resident, Antonio Salinas, was visiting friends in Milwaukee when his 14K white-gold wedding ring flew off his hand. It happened during a scooter accident near the Amtrak Train Station in the heart of the city. Antonio was on his way to catch a train to Chicago and a subsequent flight back home to Mexico. As he picked himself up from the road, Antonio was grateful not to be more seriously injured. However, it was also when he realized his wedding ring was missing from his badly-skinned hand.
The ring was inscribed with his bride’s name, Georgina, along with the wedding date, 08-16-25. A frantic search was cut short by the train schedule, forcing Antonio to leave his precious love token behind. Was it was lost forever? This real possibility was deeply troubling.
Later that night, Antonio found me on the Ring Finder’s directory of metal-detecting specialists. As he read my stories and testimonials, he decided he had nothing to lose. Maybe a miracle would happen. Antonio telephoned me to see if I could help.
My usual metal-detecting equipment was not going to assist with this search. I could tell from the photos Antonio sent me of the accident location that the area was all concrete. I selected a very powerful flashlight instead. Arriving in the wee hours of the morning, the street traffic by the train station was minimal. Using the flashlight, I picked my way along the street in hopes of spotting a glimmer from Antonio’s ring. Several homeless people in the area were already sleeping soundly. I tried not to disturb them.
Storm drains and road construction along the route were not encouraging. I grimaced as pictures came to mind of Antonio’s ring falling through the drain holes into the dark, watery depths, and of it flying into one of the huge ditches. I dismissed these foreboding images and pressed on hoping and praying for a good outcome. Antonio’s desperation echoed in my mind.
I had almost covered the accident scene without any sign of the ring when I turned my light up a side street. There, some 20-25 feet away from the road, I noticed a tiny reflection in the middle of the sidewalk. Upon investigation, a white-gold wedding ring lay in full view of any pedestrian. That nobody had spotted the ring was miraculous in and of itself. I took a photo and texted it to Antonio who was waiting anxiously in Chicago. His response was immediate! “NO WAY!!!!!” HOW!!!!!!!” 
After confirming the ring was his by the inscription, Antonio was overjoyed by the realization that his ring, miraculously, was safe and sound. He rescheduled his return flights to Mexico and arranged to meet me a few hours later back at the Milwaukee train station.
This search was certainly a long-shot. Antonio’s ring might well have been lost forever. Thankfully, this was not the case. The story of Antonio’s ring will continue because he took a chance and trusted me, a total stranger, with the search and recovery of what clearly is more than a ring.
If you or someone you know has lost a ring, don’t let its story end. Call me. I’d love to add another smile to the list of those who took the chance and who believed in miracles.
Antonio’s Testimonial:
I lost my ring during a scooter accident near the Milwaukee Amtrak station, and unfortunately had to go back to Chicago since my train was departing. I had lost all hope until I decided to research if anyone in Milwaukee searched for lost rings. When I found Paul’s website and read his success cases I did not hesitate to call at 11:30 PM. To my surprise, not only did he answer, but offered to search for the ring immediately despite how late it was. I did not have much expectations since I had lost the ring around 7:00 PM and since it was in a street it could have been picked up or lost, but when I got a text from Paul at 1:00 AM saying that he found it I could not believe it. Paul was extremely kind and professional, I have never met someone so generous or trustworthy. It was obviously difficult to trust someone with such a special object with so much sentimental value, but Paul was incredible and we met up in Milwaukee early the next morning. I am eternally grateful for Paul’s help!
