How many pocket knives have you guys ever lost? While carrying them. I say carry them and beat the crap out of them. These expensive knives are expensive because they can handle the abuse.
After my dad passed there are very few things I want to get my hands on some day. The pocket knive he carried every day is one of the items. Not the expensive one he kept in the safe, the one worn smooth and polished from carrying. The one that is a little shorter from that time he broke the tip off of it. The one that he used to cut summer sausage with at deer camp. The one he cleaned his nails with. The one he dug spliters out with.
Same with when we lost my wife's dad this year. They asked me what I wanted of his and I said I'll just want one of his pocket knives. The man worked his entire life to build what he wanted. We were at her grandma's last night and grandma asked me if I wanted anything and I didn't have the guts to ask for her grandpas in front of everyone. So I'll have to find to courage some other evening this week.
My point being, that these knives aren't just knives. These say something about the man carrying them. I've lost some over the years but I couldn't tell you which ones. I have a drawer of them and all of them have been beaten and battered. Thousands of thousands of dollars worth in that drawer. To some it might look like old used up junk. To me it tells a lifetime of stories. No other item in life has been a part of the making more than a pocket knife. They know mom buys the gifts, but they come to dad when they need a knife to open them. These aren't just knives. Carry them gents. Use them. No one wants the safe queen after we're gone. Someone will want the $10 junk one over the $300 nice one.
