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Very Interesting

Saturday, Nov. 21, 2009 - 12:02 a.m.

In yesterday's post, I promised you pictures.

Here are the photographs of the very interesting artifact that Dan has:

According to the research he's been able to complete, he's been told that this very well may be what it seems to be, namely an official rubber stamp used at Wolfschanze. Also known as 'Wolf's Lair', this was Adolf Hitler's first World War II Eastern Front military headquarters, which was used from June 1941 to July 1944.

Below is the first impression Dan made for me. There was dust caking the die, but I'll post the first picture anyway, to show you how it looked after he cleaned it with a dry watercolor brush.

Down here, we have a closer image, with the die having been cleaned:

Now here's the stamp laying on a towel, beside a dollar bill for scale:

And finally, a close-up of the the stamp die itself:

Dan brought this thing to the Antiques Roadshow crew when it came through Sacramento, and the war memorabilia experts had kittens. They didn't want to feature it on the show, since they generally try to avoid Nazi memorabilia, but Dan was told that they were pretty sure it was authentic, and that if he found the right buyer, he could get tens of thousands of dollars for it.

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While I was taking these pictures, Dan asked me "Hey, does this thing give you a bad feeling when you handle it?"

My answer was something along the lines of well duh.

He says he'll be glad to get it out of the house for the right price.

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I'll write about the rest of my trip tomorrow.

That's it. Have a good Saturday.

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