I could have posted this thread under Family Relationships or in People I Have Known but, since the mystery behind the man was unproven, I thought I'd post it here. My parents came to this country from Sweden so, of course, most of my family was Swedish. One of my aunts, my mother's sister, married a German, however. Alvin (which is not his real name) was well involved in family, church, and community affairs, and was very well liked throughout his life. He just passed away a few years ago. Before my time, and not long before World War II began, Alvin's brother, Arvid, came to the United States. Arvid bought a place at the end of road that had no other houses on it, outside of a town of just a couple of hundred people in the UP of Michigan, most of whom I was related to. Arvid was a bachelor who rarely left the house. My cousin, Alvin's son, was just a year younger than me, and was a friend of mine as well as a cousin, and I'll call him Jerry. Although he lived until I was fourteen years old, I had only seen Arvid twice, and Jerry told me he never visited them either, despite the fact that he had moved there, apparently, because his brother was living there. Jerry said that he had never been in his uncle's house, that when his dad went to see him about something, they always spoke outside. The rumor was that Arvid had been a German spy during World War II, although I didn't believe it, thinking that surely there couldn't be much for a Nazi spy to do in a town of two hundred people, that wasn't even near any larger towns. However, not long after Arvid died, Jerry, another cousin, and I went to his house.We went inside through an unlocked window, and I was surprised to find how clean the house was, figuring that a bachelor who never had company would have probably left a mess. He didn't have much, actually. His furniture was limited to the bare necessities, and there were only a couple of pictures, and no nicknacks around the house. However, all that changed when we got to the attic. His attic was furnished like an apartment, with a bed, dresser, and closet. In the closet, there were two full-dress German uniforms; one was blue and I'm thinking the other was green, but I'm not sure. Also in the closet was a box of armbands with the Nazi insignia, with the black swastika in a white circle, with a red base and and a wide strip of gold leaves through the center, horizontally. In another box was a full roll of red ribbon with the swastika imprinted on it. There were letters in German, some clearly showing the Nazi swastika on the outside of the envelope, along with German newspapers and magazines, and a couple of boxes of paper and envelopes, embossed with a swastika. There was also a shortwave radio near a window, with an antenna that was, I think, affixed to the side of the house and extending above the roof. It looked like Arvid spent most of his time in the attic, and that the rest of the house was more or less for show. I still don't know what to make of it. Were he truly a Nazi spy, I doubt he would moved there with two military uniforms, and wouldn't have kept all of that incriminating evidence lying around, and would probably not have behaved suspiciously. Clearly, his loyalties were with Germany, however, yet he lived outside of a small town and in a community where many people lost their lives fighting in World War II, and certainly not on the side of the Germans. My dad lost three brothers in World War II, and he was in the army for the duration. Perhaps he was transmitting the kind of stuff that people here could have picked up on the radio or in the newspaper. Maybe he was just a nut. I don't know.