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My late stepdad fought against the Nazis as did your Dad. One day about 15 yrs ago, he showed me a box with Nazi medals, officer's patches, and other Reich 3.0 curiosities. He told me that the officer he killed 'didn't need them anymore'. Seeing them was weird enough, but when I found out that they would've fetched a few thousand buckaroos online, I wasn't at all surprised. I donated them to the Holocaust Museum. Maybe I should've listed them in MAGATS Classifieds.

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My father, having grown up in a Yiddish speaking household, was fluent in German in about a month. When the war ended he processed the German prisoners of war, separating the enlisted men from the officers. But after that he traveled through Germany for almost a year, trying to understand how the most cultured nation on earth (at the time) could have developed mass psychosis. I feel we are going through a very similar thing right now. I am grateful that he is not alive to see what's going on. He would be heartsick.

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Thanks for making me laugh with this one. I want that tank part as a gift to my hub because he knew what a Panzer was!

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