He started out swapping and selling fakes, counterfeits, and re-works. But the demand outgrew his ability to supply fakes to suckers, so he began ordering knives with his own name on them -- so he could trade shiny new knives for them funky old (valuable) ones. New lamps for old... I mean knives.
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The biggest deal he made on his 1974 trip (that I know of) was trading a sack of diamonds to Jack Steed for the biggest Remington Bullet collection on the West Coast. About $20 worth of industrial diamonds. But real diamonds, that weighed exactly as much as he said they weighed.
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Most of the brands that he registered (over 50 of them) really had been abandoned. Only one was not -- Marble's -- but he figured the owner of the brand did not have the money to sue. He was right, except about that time, the Lauermans bought Marble's, and they DID have the money to sue (and hire me as an expert). And win. But even in the settlement, Parker made money.
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Once he asked me to appraise three big Exposition multi-blades. He had an "offer letter" from a Japanese gent for $600,000 and change, on which to base the appraisal. I told him I had learned appraisal working in the IRS office that would eventually decide this claimed deduction (he would donate them to his own museum, then take them back and sell them for whatever he could get). They would spot that the letter was from the gent in Japan who made Parker Eagle knives, AND that the "offer" had expired before the letter had been written. Details. So he ran it without my appraisal. And probably got away with it.
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The Case saga was a whole other kettle of eels. In addition to looting the factory of everything not nailed down, liquidated for him by his brother John, he got the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania to pony up an $8 million cash incentive to keep the factory running, which he took back to Tennessee -- and closed the factory. Case was later revived by others, not him. He could never go back to P'a, at least not under his right name.
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But he was charm personified, and very friendly in his last years. Any time I had a question about who made a fake, I'd ask him. If it was one of his, he'd tell me all about it. If not, he usually knew whose it was.
He never missed going to church, and gave at least a tithe. No one could PROVE that he was behind a notorious home invasion robbery, items from which he later had for sale, but the suspicion was enough to get him kicked out of the NKCA, which he had founded -- among other things, as a great way to get the home addresses of lots of collectors.
BRL...