I have to fume this short story to some fellow collectors:

I started college last year and quickly decided who my favorite professor was. I went on a trip to Peru a couple of weeks ago with a few students and this particular professor. I have become good friends with her and she has told me all about her life and her father, who was a general’s aide in WWII. Well, apparently her father brought back a whole lot of stuff from WWII.

This professor of mine was married, but she got a divorce a couple years ago. Please note that she has grown quite fond of me over the past few months and her ex-husband now works somewhere in Montana and they have no contact whatsoever. Here is a conversation that we while we were in Peru. These were not our exact words, but this is basically what went down:

(after discussing her father’s role in WWII)

Me: So did you dad bring anything back from the war?
Prof: Oh yea, he brought back all sorts of stuff.
Me Like what?
Prof: Well he brough back a bunch of medals, helmets, a belt buckle that says "Gott mit uns" on it, some dagger, etc.
Me: What does the dagger look like?
Prof: Well, it was black, it had a chain on it, had matching numbers, something on the blade… It also had an eagle on the handle.
Me: OH MY GOD. WHERE IS THIS DAGGER?

Get ready for it…

Prof: I let my ex-husband have it in the divorce. What was I going to do with the thing? If I still had it, I’d give it to you. You would probably appreciate it more than anyone I can think of.

SON OF A B$&%#