Some time ago in 1910 a watch left Hamilton's factory along with other 499 clones.
The railroad grade 992, model 1(one) featuring one of the most beautiful movement decoration patterns.
A man bought this horological instrument probably putting in quite a bit of his savings.
The watch gets lots of use, services and love.
Inner side of a caseback earns tattoos from watchmakers, one indicating a date of 8/27/58.
Five years later in the dawn of quartz crisis, a man decided to gift it to his son Paul. 1963 April, could be Paul's birthday.
Time did not just stand in immobile position and second by second the year 1990 came.
December 25, the Xmas to be exact. Everyone was going crazy about gifts, purchases and shops.
But not Paul, he's got a gift for his son Ross already.
The Hamilton is passed along to the new possessor, a grandchild of the first timepiece owner.
Interesting enough a very similar inscription font was used after 27 years.
Aaaand... Dates end here. What happened next we can only fantasize...
Saturday evening, 29 years later I am sitting here with the same, three generations heirloom pocket watch that ended up on ebay and attaching a story to the inscribed dates.