watchmanjimg
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a2jacketpatches said:Unfortunately I think the only thing accomplished here is the destruction of a fond memory. It's not like we're saving an unknowing buyer from purchasing a fake, setting a lie straight, or helping to bring this jacket home. I think it's safe to say gone forever whatever it is. Now there's probably a bit of embarrassment and a family second guessing the whole story. I'm as guilty as anyone feeling the need to educated the people out there that mis-identify WW2 items, but I'm selective about it. Usually only informing the money grabbers with a quick GOOGLE story to pass around or the innocent guy or gal that just doesn't know. In this case, personally, I care more about the family moving with the memories intact.
I deleted the Reddit post in an abundance of caution as I really wasn't trying to hurt anyone's feelings. I guess what bugs me is the profound ignorance that permeates every aspect of this story. If we assume that the husband and wife are that clueless about what an actual WW2 jacket looks like (and apparently they are), this must apply to everyone at the news station as well as the pawn shop owner. I totally agree that sparing someone's feelings should in some cases be secondary to educating them, but this is so fundamental that it's almost like not correcting someone who still believes the earth is flat. Given that recovery of the jacket is so unlikely wouldn't you rather they spend the rest of their lives knowing that they didn't really lose a WW2 heirloom but simply an ordinary leather jacket once owned by a family member?
I have an admittedly loose analogy from my own family. My late maternal grandfather served in the Pacific during WW2 and brought back a captured Japanese rifle and bayonet. The rifle was gone before I was born, but the bayonet remained alongside his bedpost until he gave it to me sometime in 2004. He also gave me a musette bag that I spent my entire life believing he had carried in the war, but never asked. Well, in 2004 I asked and he explained that in the 1960s he bought the bag in a surplus store to carry his fishing tackle (which was in the bag when he gave it to me, along with a sealed bottle of WW2 bug repellant and a GI pocketknife that he did carry in the war). While everything my grandfather gave me is precious, were I to lose the musette bag at least I'd know that it wasn't a memento of his war service like the bayonet is. I think the Palmquists are entitled (if not obligated) to have the same knowledge.