I found, after my father went to assisted living, that there was a HUGE trove of saved ephemera in boxes stashed all over the house. As my son will now attest to, the apple does not fall far from the tree. But here I am, many years later, going through some of it. This is an amalgam of old envelope stuff and a menu from a Berlin restaurant. The date on the menu is 6 August 1929. Why he saved it I don't know, and there is no way to really find out. He was 19 at the time and probably about to set off to sea as a steward on a ship. I have his steward's book and a lot of sea connected things, but this is definitely Berlin in 1929.