Black Star Sapphire

I was watching The Naked City last weekend, which features a ring of jewel thieves. A matron was particularly dismayed they took her black star sapphire. 

And ... up popped a memory not accessed for forty-five years. When I was a child of twelve, someone gave me a black star sapphire necklace. 

(It sounds fancier than it is. Black star sapphires are not black, nor are they blue, they are brown. They do not sparkle, nor do they gleam. I don't mean to trash it, I just think if I were giving a 12 year old a black star sapphire I would describe it as a highly polished distinctive brown stone with a unique star feature that will be difficult to see in most lights.)

I can picture it, I remember twisting the pendant and trying to see the star, and I even remember the sweater I wore it with, but I can't for the life of me remember who gave it to me. I am pretty sure it was my [step]Dad. He had been a geology major, so that tracks. Plus he often gave me fancy grown-up lady presents, like roses and letters in the mail. 

I wish some were around who could remember that necklace too. All gone. Just stuck in my memory, and were it not for that Naked City movie, it would have been gone forever.

Comments

[Lisa]

It almost sounds like a chocolate diamond- something I wouldn’t have thought to like until I saw one and was surprised to find I actually liked. Then again, the more I hear about the lab created diamonds the more I wonder if they can’t/won’t make the spectrum at some point. Works for me! Apparently once I hit my mid 50’s the more my personality morphed into a Magpie, lol.