No two ways about it. Even if I owned it, I'd never admit to it.
Now that you mention it, I do have a ring that I never wear. It is too small for me. My grandfather had it made for (I don't know who) in 1925. It is a small gold signet ring with the invented (by him) coat of arms of our family: a simple shield with three question marks in the middle and the Latin phrase beneath on a tiny scroll: "Cur Non?" A great family motto. (That's Latin for Why Not?). I always thought it was gravitas disguised as simplicity.
He never lost his wit. In 1925, he was 31. In 1993, he had a Christmas card made up with a photo of himself, looking every bit of his 99 years, and the caption: "Compliments of the Seasoned." Now THERE are some genes I'm proud of. I always thought it was gravitas disguised as simplicity.
He never lost his wit. He lived in New York City. Even though I lived the farthest away by far, I was the only one of his grandchildren who visited him regularly right up until the end (he was 102), so he bequeathed me that ring, and a painting he made--at age 80!!--of his impression of a boardroom meeting. I have never been to one, but I'm betting his impression was accurate:
Needless to say, it is the most precious thing I have hanging on my wall.
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