The old man's knife.

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Thanks for the post. You should start a blog. Very enjoyable reading.
 
Carried a SAK for over 20 years. Just can't leave home without a knife and screw driver. Easy to keep sharp and always handy. I have tried clip knives but haven't fallen in love with them.

Great post by the way
 
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Great post! Year ago my father use to carry a pen knife of some kind or another, typically some inexpensive promotional model which featured a companies name or product line on the scales. When I was growing up my first knife was an Imperial Kamp King Boy Scout model and later when I started working in the "real world", I almost always had a Case Stockman of a Kabar Barlow in my pocket.

Nowadays my EDK might be anything from an old SAK Pioneer or a vintage Schrade LB5, to a slightly newer Benchmade Mini-Griptilian.
 
[quote-Carried a SAK for over 20 years. Just can't leave home without a knife and screw driver. Easy to keep sharp and always handy. I have tried clip knives but haven't fallen in love with them.

Great post by the way]


I know what ya mean Remfan. A screw driver is just soooo handy! For those times when I am not carrying a SAK, I always have my old P-38 and Sear's 4-way keychain screw driver in my wallet. They both work very well at their intended task, and I've fixed many a loose screw or small repair with them. I keep them in the zipper part of my wallet and they go right through security.
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I'm with Water-man on this. I have carried a TL-29 electricians knife in a belt sheeth ever sense I joined the U.S. Navy in 1964 (it was issued to me). I have worn out or lost several and still have one on my belt to this day.

I also have a P-38 on my key ring. Never without my handy-dandy can opener or my TL-29.
 
I carry a Bear and Sons 3" Executive that I found in the frame of a car seat. It's the modern version of the Old Man's Knife. I've got a drawer full of other, "better" knives, but that's the one that's always in my pocket.
 
I have my dad's RH28 Remington with original sheath. My mom and pop were married in 1936 and I came along in 38. He had that knife before he married mom. So lets do the math, 1936 till now is78 yrs. so the knife HAS to be that old. It is in near perfect condition with no scratches on the hard rubber handle and No rust or pits on the blade and no rot or splits on the sheath. I used it when I hunted for years. I am very easy on things in general. Discharged from the army in 63 and many wears later was still wearing my issue underwear and sox:D:what:
 
My two favorite SAKs are the Compact and the Manager. I stick a small red Photon light on the manager for extra utility.

If the compact had an inline Phillips and a pen that worked like the Manager it would be perfect. I know a saw is a full layer all by itself but if a saw could fit into a layer with the inline Phillips...wow.

I would get a Yeoman which is like the compact but with inline Phillips and magnifying glass but it isn't a good value at all.
 
My Grandfather bought this knife new. When my Grandmother died in 1987 my Dad picked it up and started carrying it. He carried it until 2008 when he went into the Veteran's home. When he died in 2010 I picked it up and put it in my pocket.

I own a bunch of other knives (a bunch!) and my personal preference is for anything Spyderco, but is the last knife I would ever part with.

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My Dad always carried a Camillus G. I. knife. He also carried a small "Doanes Little Liver Pills" tin box with various copper rivets and washers. Dad farmed a lot with horses, and that was his emergency kit. If he was in the field and a leather strap broke, he had the knife which had an awl and he made the hole, took a rivet out of the little tin box and fixed the problem, and finished the day.
When dad dressed up, he had a Case Stockmans, three blade knife, awl, speying blade and cutting blade, with a bone handle that he but in his dress pants. He always carried a pocket knife. He kept it up on the inside ledge of the kitchen door where us kids couldn't get it and play with it. The only time dad used that knife around the farm was when we castrated calves or hogs.
I still carry a Schrade Old Timer pocket knife today. I also have a small swiss army knife on my key chain. Its the one with the twezzers, tooth pick, scissors,nail file and blade. Just seems like everyone is asking me for my keychain knife for some small chore fairly often. My family and my relatives all know I always carry a knife.
I can't quite remember a saying about giving a boy a knife, It was something like the old saying, "Take your kids hunting,and you won't have to go hunting your kids.
Does anyone have any recollection of that? It would be great to see it again.

We were able to take our jack knives to school, and at recess we played a game called Mumbillty Peg, or Stretch. You would stand face to face, about a foot apart, feet together, and take turns throwing the knife and getting it to stick in the ground between 45 - 90 degrees up. You had to stick the knife. Then the other kid had to move his foot over to the stuck knife and it was his turn to stick the knife. This went on until some one lost his balance and fell over or couldn't stretch out any more and as a result he lost the game. There were many of these games played, but I don't remember a single instance where any one got stuck in the foot with the knife.:evil:
Damn, I can't even imagine what kind of uproar it would cause if the play ground supers saw two boys playing that game at recess today. :what:
 
"Been there done that growing up in N.Y. city in the 40's 1940's that is. And No I didn't put my eye out."


Dick, it sounds like we grew up in the same era, only I was a bit south down in Washington D.C. We had a dead end alley in back of the apartments we lived in, and there was a small grassy area at the end where there was a garden area for the residents, and a play area where we had our stickball games. Also played stretch, and nobody got their foot impaled, and we had all our eyes when last I saw these guys. Way different era back then in peoples attitudes about knives. If a boy didn't have a pocket knife it was weird. But society did have their pressure as to what they considered a "proper" pocket knife.

I can't even imagine a couple of kids toady taking out a couple of knives and playing stretch, mumbly peg, or even chicken, and not having the SWAT team show up. D--m shame.
 
"Been there done that growing up in N.Y. city in the 40's 1940's that is. And No I didn't put my eye out."


Dick, it sounds like we grew up in the same era, only I was a bit south down in Washington D.C. We had a dead end alley in back of the apartments we lived in, and there was a small grassy area at the end where there was a garden area for the residents, and a play area where we had our stickball games. Also played stretch, and nobody got their foot impaled, and we had all our eyes when last I saw these guys. Way different era back then in peoples attitudes about knives. If a boy didn't have a pocket knife it was weird. But society did have their pressure as to what they considered a "proper" pocket knife.

I can't even imagine a couple of kids toady taking out a couple of knives and playing stretch, mumbly peg, or even chicken, and not having the SWAT team show up. D--m shame.
That is so true Carl and it is a shame.
 
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