Your 1st knife

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Unfortunately the 90 degree stop, which I assume was intended as a safety feature, creates a new hazard as the blade accelerates home. Add that to the pinch zone near the pivot, and a blade that is difficult to grasp for any reason, and there's trouble.

I enjoyed slippies when that was all we knew, but most of mine have migrated. Liner locks have apparently let others down, but I have had good experience with them. All mine are checked periodically for good engagement and I avoid using them under filthy conditions. As better locks appear at good prices, life gets better.
 
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Hey BB, I bet the other Scouts probably liked your knife better!

You know thinking about my old Kamp-King knife I seem to recall that most all of the kids I knew carried a pocket knife of one kind or another. During summer vacation we use to do lots of carving and whittling and have the occasional game of our version of Mumbly-Peg. Don't remember anyone getting cut or hurt by such activities and we were none the worst for wear from it.

My, how times have changed...
 
I still have my first knife, at least 70 years later. So this would have been the late 1940s. At the time, you could sent in empty Popsicle wrappers and get stuff. I saved my own and when we went to town on Saturday, I'd walk the gutters and alleys looking for them. Eventually got enough to redeem a sheath knife with a jigged black plastic handle. I don't remember cutting myself with it, but I'm sure I did. Every time I got a new knife, my mom would say it wasn't really mine until I cut myself with it. Only needed stitches once though, when a Case folding hunter went shut on my finger while I was trying to dig a bullet out of a fence post.
 
I'm not worried about the liner lock "failing." I'm worried about me being clumsy while trying to use it.
 
There are several regular posters here, that know a lot more about knives than I ever will, who have an aversion to liner locks. And I understand where they are coming from. But while it isn't my favorite locking method, I've never had an issue with one. Seems like a better method than the non-locking slip joint knives.

My preferred method is the Axis "style" used by Benchmade and others. I have a couple of Spyderco and Hogue knives with a similar lock. And I don't have a problem with a lock back. Especially the ones in the middle like Spyderco uses.

My least favorite is a frame lock. I don't care for the aesthetics of different sides of the knife having a different look and I find them difficult to use. Especially in cold weather, with or without gloves. And a Zero Tolerance frame lock is the only lock blade I've ever had fail. Not even a liner lock.
 
First knife was a Cub Scout knife with lanyard bail. It had one big blade, can opener (I don't think kids today know how to use one, let alone a P38), leather punch, screw driver, and another small blade I think.

Edit: it had the official CSA (Cub Scouts of America) logo/seal in the handle. It's a shame what the queer community and Girl Scouts were allowed to do to the Boy Scouts.
 
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The 5 1/4" (closed) 227UH Stagalon Uncle Henry was my first knife. The picture below is what it would have looked like if I had taken better care of it.

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I bought it myself when I was 8 and within a couple of months I broke the tip off the clip point throwing it into a mimosa. :oops:

Never did anything like that again.

Subsequent knife was a Vic Tinker until I started backpacking in high school. I carried a Frosts Mora with the Tinker then.
 
The first knife I ever had was a small, 3 blade stockman. Growing up, there was a couple who lived one apartment over from us, who my dad was always helping out, because they were elderly. The husband (I can't remember his name now) was a WWII Navy vet, and one weekend, my dad and I were in their apartment, helping him build a cabinet. When we were done, he gave the knife to me as "payment". My dad always refused to accept money from him, so he would always give him a tool or two instead. After he died, his wife Anita gave my dad his entire tool collection, that he'd collected over the course of his life.

I carried that knife every single day for 10 years, learned how to sharpen knives by hand, and used it for every conceivable use except self defense, until the NYPD stole it from me when I was 19. I'm still angry about it.
 
First knife I remember "owning" was a Buck 110 my father had in his tool box. His wife (mom) got it as an employee reward from her job and she gave it to dad. But dad never carried a pocket knife, let alone a holster one. So it sat in his tool box for years. I found it and kept it in my room for about 5 years before he took it back. I presume it is back in the same tool box.
 
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