A Cat Named Sparkle. She treasured the sparkling ring her husband had given her a few years before his death.  Each time she looked at it she was reminded of the wonderful years they had shared together.  She may have been thinking of him the day the ring fell to the bedroom floor.  She searched for it but it was nowhere to be found.   Even after moving furniture and a room sized rug, the ring remained lost – she thought forever.  A few years later the woman bought a frisky little kitten named sparkle to keep her company.  One night the kitten came bounding from the bedroom into the kitchen and dropped something.  Unbelievable as it may seem it was the ring.  It’s now back on her finger where it belongs thanks to a cat named, of all things, Sparkle.

Diamonds in the Leaves.  Forty-five years ago, four year old Melissa visited her mother’s godparents in their rural Ozark home. One day while out walking she was kicking up the fallen autumn leaves.  Suddenly she kicked up a small white object.  It was a small tobacco pouch and upon opening the drawstring she discovered six diamonds of various sizes.  Her mother showed them to her Godmother who said, “I wondered where Mama’s diamonds were. I haven’t seen them since we moved here.”  The diamonds were set into a ring that the Godmother wore until the day she died.  The ring has been passed down to her mother and one day will belong to Melissa. 

The Watch. To this day she doesn't know why she decided to open her jewelry box that morning, and sift through the array of pieces her grandmother had left her. Although some of it was beautiful, she had never worn any of it. She had assumed it was merely costume jewelry - bought sometime in the 1920's. But for some reason, the old watch caught her eye that day. She wondered if it just might be worth a little something. "It wouldn't hurt to find out," she thought. So she slipped it in her purse and decided she would stop by Perry's Fine Antique and Estate Jewelry. The maker of the watch was Cartier. It was made with platinum and diamonds. When the Perry's appraiser examined it, he smiled and told the lady that the watch she had thought was worthless, was valued at $25,000. Who knows what treasure awaits you in some unopened jewelry box or drawer.

The Brooch. It was in the early forties when Mary's mom embarked on a vacation she had looked forward to all her life. However, the journey ended suddenly and tragically in a plane crash.. Mary's mom was gone. Months later, Mary was cleaning her mother's house, getting it ready to sell. In the silence of the empty rooms, she worked absently, her mind recalling the many memories that still lived there. In the pantry, she came across a bag of potatoes. "Surely", she thought, "spoiled by now," she opened the bag anyway. Inside, were not just potatoes, but a beautiful brooch, her mother's most prized possession. Left there, no doubt, for safekeeping, before the fateful plane trip. Mary treasured that brooch all her life. Now it rests in the showcases of Perry's Fine Antique and Estate Jewelry, waiting for someone else to find it, and treasure it, too.

The Bracelet. It is the 1930's and times are hard. The Great Depression has settled over the country. The threat of war looms just beyond the horizon. War, however, is not on Betty's mind. Food, clothing, and shelter are. Unemployment is rampant. But Betty is luckier than most. She has a job…caretaking a wealthy elderly gentleman who is not well. The job lasts for some time, until the man eventually recovers. Weeks pass… and one day Betty hears the rattling of the mail slot in her door. Investigating, she sees a small package on the floor. In the package… a beautiful bracelet… a thank you gift from the elderly gentleman.