Once upon a time...
When I was younger I would often romp around the woods playing guns and what not with all my friends but was never introduced to real weapons until one day. My father told me that up in the attic at my grandfathers house was a stash of WWII weapons that his brother had brought home after the war and given some to him. One day I ventured up there, there was the stash, oh my eyes can but remember the vision of those four guns. He owned a K98 with a new barrel for deer hunting, though i believe the old one was just underneathe on the rack. The other rifle that he had aquired was an m1 carbine with foldable stock. He had given his mauser pocket pistol to my father, and last but not least... the luger p08. I had only heard about them and seen them in movies. We brought the luger downstairs to take a better look at it. It had the original holster, and two magazines. It was the prize of my eye that day being able to hold a piece of history that I had heard so much about.
Later in life I was asked what I would like to have from my grandparents after they died, kinda a free reign of things, they didnt want to portion out objects, instead they wanted names marked on things the kids and grandkids would have wanted. I told my mother and father that I would like to own at least one of the WWII weapons. The striking words finally came to my ears when I heard that those were off grounds. My brother and uncle had been fighting over them for awhile and Grandpa didnt want to hear anymore of it, so to end the bickering he told everyone NO! I hadnt heard anything about them for awhile until i went upstairs after my grandfather had past away. They were gone, lost in the market of the fingers of arms dealers FOREVER! I asked my fahter what ever happened to them all for my grandfather had also owned a side by side 12 gauge and a single action 16 gauge shotgun. My pops told me that grandpa had sold the whole lot, k98 with bayonet, m1 carbine, luger, and two shotguns all for $2000.... my mouth dropped. I have been on here for a lil over a month now researching and listening to all your stories of your finds. All these weapons with matching numbers and what not and how much they would be worth with or without numbers and stamps. After seeing my fathers pocket pistol with holster, two mags, all numbers matching, i can only imagine that luger or carbine now. Its a pity that such selfishness can destroy such history in a family. I guess my uncle still thinks my grandpa sold the guns to my dad and that my dad isnt telling him. Trust me... I'd know if they were in my house! Just a flip side to all the finds that you guys have found and gotten to hold for even but moments.
- Josh Rosengren
When I was younger I would often romp around the woods playing guns and what not with all my friends but was never introduced to real weapons until one day. My father told me that up in the attic at my grandfathers house was a stash of WWII weapons that his brother had brought home after the war and given some to him. One day I ventured up there, there was the stash, oh my eyes can but remember the vision of those four guns. He owned a K98 with a new barrel for deer hunting, though i believe the old one was just underneathe on the rack. The other rifle that he had aquired was an m1 carbine with foldable stock. He had given his mauser pocket pistol to my father, and last but not least... the luger p08. I had only heard about them and seen them in movies. We brought the luger downstairs to take a better look at it. It had the original holster, and two magazines. It was the prize of my eye that day being able to hold a piece of history that I had heard so much about.
Later in life I was asked what I would like to have from my grandparents after they died, kinda a free reign of things, they didnt want to portion out objects, instead they wanted names marked on things the kids and grandkids would have wanted. I told my mother and father that I would like to own at least one of the WWII weapons. The striking words finally came to my ears when I heard that those were off grounds. My brother and uncle had been fighting over them for awhile and Grandpa didnt want to hear anymore of it, so to end the bickering he told everyone NO! I hadnt heard anything about them for awhile until i went upstairs after my grandfather had past away. They were gone, lost in the market of the fingers of arms dealers FOREVER! I asked my fahter what ever happened to them all for my grandfather had also owned a side by side 12 gauge and a single action 16 gauge shotgun. My pops told me that grandpa had sold the whole lot, k98 with bayonet, m1 carbine, luger, and two shotguns all for $2000.... my mouth dropped. I have been on here for a lil over a month now researching and listening to all your stories of your finds. All these weapons with matching numbers and what not and how much they would be worth with or without numbers and stamps. After seeing my fathers pocket pistol with holster, two mags, all numbers matching, i can only imagine that luger or carbine now. Its a pity that such selfishness can destroy such history in a family. I guess my uncle still thinks my grandpa sold the guns to my dad and that my dad isnt telling him. Trust me... I'd know if they were in my house! Just a flip side to all the finds that you guys have found and gotten to hold for even but moments.
- Josh Rosengren
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