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Started by Greg Massey, January 26, 2023, 10:41:21 AM
Quote from: Zobo on January 26, 2023, 06:29:05 PM I have a lot of hunting knives I've accumulated through the years, but my most recent addition is probably the most special to me. My three children chipped in and got me this blue handled pocket knife. It is a Giantmouse folder in CPM 20cv steel. I love the blade shape, like a boning or fillet knife. It is very solidly built and only weighs 2.5ozs. Beside always carrying one pocket knife I also have an Esse Izula fixed blade in razor sharp carbon steel lashed to my vest strap. It weighs a whopping 1.8 ozs. The knife in the last picture was purchased on super sale clearance. I'm a suckered for a bargain and I couldn't believe nobody wanted to buy it. It's a Case trapper with a gobbler cut into the bone handle. Sent from my SM-G975U1 using Tapatalk
Quote from: Tail Feathers on January 30, 2023, 12:43:37 PMBack in 1973 I was a Jr. High kid living in Roxboro NC. We had moved there for my father's work, he built electric power plants. We owned a home in Texas but his work had us moving every two or three years. So we usually rented a house. In this case, it was a house on Lake Hyco. We had no neighbors close, just woods, turkeys and other game...and that lake. I was in paradise!One summer day I was swimming down by the pier. The landlords were wonderful people who had a weekend lake house next door that they used occasionally. They had a senior family member over that day. As I swam he sat on the bench near the shore whittling on a stick. We talked some and he was a kindly old man, and funny. After a time, he got up and walked back to the house. I swam a while longer and noticed a pocket knife on the bench when I was leaving. I took it to the old man, explaining how I found it. Now I know for sure that old man left that knife. There had been no one else there. But he looked it over closely, turning it in his hand before passing back to me and telling me that it wasn't his. He said I was fortunate to find a nice knife, but it wasn't his. I smiled as I left for home with my new knife, but I knew.I've never forgotten that man's kindness. Over the years I've forgotten a few knives in the presence of a boy of appropriate age myself. And if I feel the need to remind myself to be kind and generous, I go pull it out of my desk.