[ad_1] One has not really experienced life until visiting a pawn shop. It is a cultural experience worth the time. The thing I found most striking on my first visit was the number of wedding rings in the glass case which also served as a counter. I can only imagine the heartaches behind each one of them. When I was in junior and senior high school, every summer was spent working with my father. He was a licensed general contractor who did smaller jobs in a metropolitan area. Sometime during the 8th grade, he made a ring for me out of a 6d finish nail. I still have it. No pawn shops – no bitter memories. Quite the opposite I might add. Nails, for some foolish reason, have been considered part of a man's world. At…