My name is Susan and Im 43 year-old widow. My life has never been easy and Ive come through difficult times. Sometimes with a big dose of help from my late husband George. Unfortunately, George had cancer and its been 5 years since hes gone now. Since then, I cant deal with all the trouble and difficulties that seem to await me behind every corner? Enough saying that I had to sell my most precious keepsake, my memento of George - our golden wedding ring. It was just Scrap gold after all. I couldnt believe that the refiner gave me only 100$ cash for gold. But it was the only way out for my at that time. I was literally forced to sell my beloved ring as Scrap gold to some old guy wearing enormous glasses. His voice was cold and said only the sum of money and asked whether we had a deal or not. Just the two words cash for gold was the password to him, it was making his eyes open wider. Maybe some other day I will finish the story, because when talking about it I cant help crying. I got rid of a part of me while converting a wedding ring first into Scrap gold and eventually into green dollars.