My,"priceless"knife.........

[knife7knut]

This knife is probably the most valuable knife in my collection,but not in the way most people think.A little story if I may:

As I had related before,my interest in knives was sparked at about the age of 8 when,as an inquisitive child,I went where I was not supposed to go;namely the upper left hand drawer of my grandmother's sewing machine cabinet to touch the forbidden:my grandfather's pocket knife.I have also related the consequences of that day telling of the acquired scar that I still bear on my index finger.But that is not the story of which I speak.

I had entered the service in 1964 and left all my belongings at my grandfather's home(where I grew up)and in the winter of 1965 he passed away.By the time I finally returned home on leave the house had been sold and my belongings;including my library and my knives were MIA.Nobody seemed to know where they had gone.

Upon leaving the service in 1967 I came back to Massachusetts briefly,saw my mother(whom I was not close with)and headed off to Michigan ostensibly to be married.Well that didn't wqork out as planned and I drifted about the country for a year or so and finally returned to Massachusetts.

After a few years I married and started a family and more or less settled down.I had sporadic contacts with my mother and in 1987 was informed she had died.As I was her only living relative I was faced with the task of cleaning out her apartment.I say task because my mother being somewhat eccentric and a pack rat to boot had literally filled the apartment to the ceiling with god knows what.

Having recently had surgery on my back,I was not looking forward to this.I couldn't really ask anyone to help me as she had been in the place for nearly a week before she was found and the stench was pretty overwhelming.

Anyway I set about cleaning the place out by myself and in doing so ran across the little table I had in my room at my grandfather's where I had kept my knives.Lo and behold;in the top drawer was not only my first knife but two of my grandfather's,including the one pictured here!

It is still sharp as a razor and if analyzed would probably yield remnants of the blood I spilled there so long ago.Needless to say it is my prized possession.

Sorry to run on so but as I was cataloging knives tonight I came across it and a lot of memories came back.I thought I would share them with the board.This is what knife collecting is all about to me.

[Paladin]

Knife7knut,
What a good story and thanks for sharing with us.
Merry Christmas to you and yours,
Ray

[marcinek]

Nice knife and even nicer story, knife7knut!

Thanks for sharing both of them with all of us!

[MITCH RAPP]

Knife7knut; Great Story Out of two sets of Grand parents, that being two Grandfathers and two Grandmothers. I only had one! My Grandma on my Fathers side, who I still think about often after all these years

[Dave O]

That is really a great story. I have a great collection of guns, some of them somewhat exceptional. But the only one that really means anything to me is the one that my old dad packed when he took me hunting as a boy and the experiences that we had when we spent the time together. We were parted too soon and unexpectedly.