When I was ten my father graduated with a bachelor’s degree in accounting.  We all went to the civic center for his commencement ceremony.  His parents, my grandparents, were there too.  They bought him a class ring with a beautiful blue stone representing his December birthday.  That day changed our lives. Soon after we moved into a “new” home and my father began to remodel the 1926 house located in a more middle class … Continue reading Blue Ring