Wow, we had gone back to Hyden, Kentucky and I was about 8 years old. There was this old family store and I had five cents in my collection. I put the nickle in the machine but it took awhile for the money to register and my pink diamond to drop into the little slot in it’s plastic bubble.
I waited, and waited, waited… Then saw my parents driving off! Yes, they had forgot one of there own. One of many. Yet, they stopped, backed up and waited patiently while I collected my pink diamond ring, adjustable that is…
I still love costume jewelry to this day!