This is my most prized one. My Grandfather gave me this when I was 12, with a story that he took this off of a German Nazi he killed during WWII. After though, I just figured that he was just telling me this story back then to pull my leg. When I went back to Nebraska this summer for my Uncle's funeral, my Aunt told me the story was true, that he brought 2 items home from the War. One went to my other Aunt that passed away, and the other to me. She then told how she came upon this info. That she had to do a report on a family member for school and how she interviewed my grandfather on what he did in the war, it was the only time he ever spoke of what he did. He helped liberate the jews from the Nazi concentration camps. When I first served in the first gulf war me and him talked on the phone, and how he wanted to talk to me about what I had to do and how he wanted to see me when I came home so we could talk more in person, so he could give me advice on how to deal with coming back home. I never got that chance, a few days after we talked on the phone he suffered a massive heart attack and passed away. I wish I could of had that one last chance in person to see and talk about what we had both been through since he was the only other family member who served in combat. He is and always will be my #1 Hero.