During my time in the USA I fell in love with Native American jewelry and acquired a few truly lovely pieces over the years. Most of them came from a shop, called The Silver Eagle, located in the next town from where I lived for the last nine years. I was there quite often to browse new items, or to purchase gifts for friends and co-workers.
Unfortunately I don’t have any of my Native American and Black Hills Gold jewelry anymore. Back in Germany it was “taken away” by a mean-spirited and manipulative man, as a punishment for not loving, and later leaving him. That was seven years ago, and I still get upset about it. This jewelry had so much meaning, as a memory of my time in the USA. One of the vacations we took, when my parents came to visit, was to South Dakota, which is known for Black Hills Gold. My dad bought a necklace for me, as a souvenir. No one and nothing can replace it.
These cherished jewelry pieces were a part of few truly American items I brought back to Germany with me. And now they’re gone.