Last night, after mowing (*geh*) and laundry and eating and movie watching, I started going through some boxes. Guess what I found?
My High School Class Ring! (pictured below)
And guess what?
It still fits. After nearly 20 years. (I graduated in 1988, meaning I got the ring either in late '86 or early '87.)
So, in sudden spasm of geekiness, I decided to wear it today.
I didn't particularly like high school all that much. I was a big nerd. I had some very good friends (but my best friend inexplicably decided to stop speaking to me our Senior year). I was involved in lots of after school activities. And (*sirens* whoop! whoop! Major Geek Alert!), I was the drum major for our marching band. *heh*
When it came time to order class rings, and my friends were all selecting the $400 14k gold ones with genuine diamelles, my father said, "I'll pay for your class ring, but I'll be damned if I'm spending over $100."
Thus, the ring you see pictured below is not 14k gold with genuine diamelles. It is some sort of mystery metal, called, I believe, saladium (seladium?), with a genuine blue glass "gemstone."
Everyone else was getting the garnet-colored stone, which made sense considering our school colors were crimson, white, ... and blue. I wanted to be different - hence the uncut blue "stone" with the engraved "starburst N" underneath.
And, here we have, from memory, my high school's alma mater:
North star whose flame burns
Crimson, White, and Blue
From thy proud portals
Light horizons new.
Shine where thy children
Serve and vigil keep
Kindle something something
Where hope lies fast asleep.