Gerber Magnum. Christmas gift when I was about 15. Carried it a long time.
Woods knife. A trade with a dear friend years ago.
An old SAK Tinker. My first “real” pocket knife. My mom bought it for me at the knife store at Ala Moana mall.
Spyderco Delica. Used all day. Every day.
The Classic Sebenza. Just an extraordinary knife.
James Crowell Bowie. My first handmade knife.
A Trench dagger my dad brought home from WWII.
A Lile Sly II. Picked it up from Jimmy at the Market Hall gun show.
A Randall #1. ‘Cause it’s the iconic Randall.
A well worn Air Force jet pilot knife. Carried that on my SWAT gear for about 15 years.
I’ve been blessed in the world of knives, way more than I need or deserve.
(Actually, I’ve just been blessed all around most of my life)
I really had to try and come up with “favorites”. Some are favorites because of the story or the memory they have for me.