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It's midnight. One of those evenings when my ebay madness has given me a second wind. I was just about to go to bed when I started leafing through a stack of postcards I haven't processed yet. They are the oddballs -- not quite Greetings, not really Places. A little humor, a little poetry, a little religion. I spied one I've since learned to refer to as a "mechanical" -- two layers with a rotary dial in between; pictures show through a die-cut window. Eight pictures -- some kind of German general, I thought, and a bunch of children looking all military. I was distracted at first by all the "shamrocks" till I realized they were clover. The guy had one of those pointy German helmets. What do I know about German history, but could it be Kaiser Wilhelm? The name surfaced from some swamp in the back waters of my mind. So here I sit, 2 hours later, my research complete. Yes, it is Kaiser Wilhelm, and the Kaiserina and their 7 children. I puzzled over the printed German inscription and with the help of online dictionaries figured it out: "God save the royal family."
Cool. Then I had to look up in the postcard book how to refer to the construction -- the little dial thing. Ok: "mechanical" with a "rotating disc." This all called for opening a bottle of wine and having a little nightcap. Invigorated, I raced all my new-found knowledge to auction. Scanned, described, posted and toasted. Why do these things get me all worked up? The joy of the hunt? Yeah, I feel like a cat who has sniffed out a mouse and won't rest till she nabs it. Gotcha!
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