Tony, Tony, Come Around

Isn't it amazing how things from your childhood keep coming back to you?  My husband says I remember some of the weirdest things like little songs we learned in Girl Scouts, etc.  Well, Saturday morning I was getting ready for a day of shopping with a friend.  I always keep my rings near my bathroom sink and after putting lotion on my hands I reached for my rings to put them on.  NOT THERE!  WHAT?  Where could I have possibly put them?  I ALWAYS put them in the same place!  I panicked.  I tore my house apart looking for my wedding rings.  They were no where to be found.

I left for my shopping trip and sent a text to Jeri.  I knew she was going to be coming into the office, would she take a look?  She texted back later that day that they were not in my office and they were not in the studio!

I received a message from a friend to repeat this little rhyme

Tony, Tony, come around.  There's something lost that must be found!

It sounded familiar but I couldn't remember why.  Then an old school friend of mine reminded me that it was a prayer the nuns taught us during Catholic school.  St. Anthony - The patron saint of lost things!

So, who was Saint Anthony I wondered and how does someone become the "Patron Saint of Lost Things".  I am sure I was taught this during my time at St. Mary's Catholic School so I did some digging and found a great article on the web CLICK HERE to read more!

The most amazing part?  Read how you are supposed to thank Saint Anthony for helping you.

So now I will never forget!  Tony, Tony, come around, there's something lost that must be found!