The history that fades away and the memory that dies are the aspects of the human behaviour that more grieve me.

Why the historical traces of Jesus' life have been lost? Why nothing remained of whole cities as Sparta, or whole civilizations as the Mycenaean?

Time and indifference of the posthumous generations are the main cause of it. But, at times, it is the same humanity with its iconoclastic furies, that causes the disappearance of historical testimonies.

I started to devote myself to this phenomenon when in 1993, during a visit to Berlin, I ascertained that Germany had literally made to disappear the rests of the Chancellery and, particularly, of the Hitler's bunker, the most historical place of the second world war. I began, that year, my searches that have given a not negligible contribution to the present exposure of information on its existence.

The same distressing interest has brought me to the Berghof, the place where Hitler lived a third of his power life.

This place has represented a strategic barycentre, a source of image for Hitler, that here gave life to a more human and friendly representation of himself in comparison with Berlin, and the whole Nazism.

The Berghof had become a prestigious fulcrum of attraction and visit of the more famous political, military and cultural personages of the epoch.

This place, has been destroyed, hidden and brought back to the state of pure brushwood for a complex of guilt and a fear that it became a place of pilgrimage of nostalgic people, that are unprecedented in history.

The Berghof has not been destroyed by the "enemy" but under impulse of the Bavarian authorities, representative of that people that have legally elected.

Hitler and have followed him up to the end of his days.

This behaviour has reached peaks of absurdity if referred to the Tea-house, a modest construction in the Mooslahnerkopf woods, guilty to have daily entertained Hitler and his intimates for the afternoon tea.

Those stones were Nazi and had to be "denazified" and therefore to disappear from history.

And then, why this nihilistic fury stopped in these woods and did not extend as far as the Kehlsteinhaus, the prestigious Eagle's Nest, flower to the buttonhole of the progress and the technology of the Third Reich? Perhaps, because it could be source of conspicuous income for the expected tourist flow, attracted by its stupendous panoramic position?

This book, through searches in the Bavarian archives, investigations on the spot and the gathering of an original documentation, taken "secret" for over half century, has faced and solved the not easy task of the historical reconstruction of the Berghof and the Tea-house.

Pietro GUIDO