All About Pocket Knives

my worst ride ever, wasnt really too too far, about 500 miles. it was coming back from sturgis one year going to my brothers house in illinois, east on interstate 90 south dakota, was nothing but crosswinds all the way. had me all over the lanes, when i lean into the wind it suddenly would change oppisite direction. what a crazy trip that was. next day calm as a sleeping baby...
jerry, that is quite the tombstone, only eerie thing is, the guy is still alive


now thats a real jarhead

I don't think that's eerie at all Chet. Here's mine. If ya wanna get what ya want, ya gotta get it yourself.

i headed for the incinerator

Me too...

dang jerry, before i forget,,


HAPPY BIRTHDAY
you old goat

Thanks Chet.

Yeah, happy (belated) birthday jerryd!


My user name is my birth year and my riding preference, a 2005 Honda TRX 650. This photo was taken on the wild Potomac River just north of Kitzmiller, MD, the same year of purchase. She has white plastic now, don't ask.

Guess I should add that "Ride Red" was a marketing slogan Honda used back in the late 90's- early 2000's. The Honda race guys were known as "Red Riders". I did some GNCC ATV racing in my younger years.

My stage name (in a karaoke jockey) is "The Honey Badger" given to me by my friend. It stuck and now most people including my parents just call me Badger since its less of a mouthful.

I took my user name to honor my grand-Uncle, Loyd Myers - we called him Unk. Unk was born in 1910 in Beaver Co., Oklahoma, and passed away last year just a month short of his 100th birthday.

Here's a shot of him at a rodeo in Billings, Montana in 1931 on the bucking bronc "Open Box".

He rode the rails out west looking for work during the Great Depression. He said the Rodeo paid him $15 to ride this saddle bronc, and $2.50 for each bull he rode. He managed to collect $25....a small fortune in the Depression. He sent $15 home to his parents, and my grandmother Dessie (his little sister) remembers them using some of the money to buy her a pair of shoes.

Not hard to figure out why he was one of my heroes.

Its not hard to see why you think highly of him.
Goes to show that it does matter how you handle yourself. People remember it looong after your gone. Thanks for sharing "Unk"
Mark

Awesome story!
Thanks for sharing.

White Buffalo started when I was about 8 years old.
Grandpa had taken me to set lines along the Neosho River in SE KS. We had come in from checking lines for the last time that morning and as usual, he settled in for a short nap before making breakfast. (I can still smell the fried catfish with taters, onions and scrambled eggs cookin' over an open fire. ) Anyway, the field above where we always set in, had been plowed and it was an old Indian camp. I would always go up there while he did his morning thing and hunt artifacts. This particular morning, gramps must have been extra tired because I was still up there 3 hours later. Even I, with my inexhaustable youth, after being up most of the night and treading through a plowed field for 3 hours, found myself down on all fours huntin' them things. Eventually, he came up to get me for breakfast and there I was. Humped over in a white t-shirt, on my hands and knees with my butt in the air. He was laughin' so hard that "come and get it" came out as nothin' more than a slurry of vowels and syllables. After he composed himself he said, "Boy, you looked like a little white buffalo up there grazin' on prairie grass". From that day on, that's pretty much what he called me. Funny thing, he used the word White, like a mother using your middle name when ya done made 'er mad. He'd actually call me little buffalo till I did somethin' to ruffle 'im a bit. Then it was LITTLE WHITE BUFFALO!
Well the 58 is also in honor of ol' gramps. He was a fleet mechanic and 58 was the number of his company truck. So there I am whitebuffalo58.
Over the years several things have kept the name going. Everything from a '69 Chevy pickup with a camper shell, to a rather memorable night at an Uncle Ted concert. But, i'll save those stories till we get to know each other a little better.
Great thread and alot of fun findin' out the story behind everyones handle. Some really good ones. WB

Great story, WhiteBuffalo58. Great tradition!

Thanks Paladin! Grandpa left some mighty big shoes to fill. I'll be lucky if I end up half the man he was. But i'm tryin'. WB

whitebuffalo58 wrote:Grandpa left some mighty big shoes to fill. I'll be lucky if I end up half the man he was.

That's the same thing your grandkids will say about you.

Wow! Thanks Jerry! Ya done went and put a smile on my face! Kudos and ditto to you!
I've had the privilege of raisin' 3 kids to adulthood. (one was killed in a car wreck 11 years ago) From those, I have 7 grandkids and if even one of 'em feels that way after i've past, i'll smile down from heaven feeling like i've accomplished more than I ever deserved.
Thanks for makin' my day ol' buddy! Take care, WB

I just tell it like I see it WB.

G'day all,

It's not much of a story really,
I'm a Horseman in real life and user name came about from a horse I once owned, he was a chesnut with a flaxen mane and tail (blonde) and I use to call him two colours which got shortened very quickly to "Tuco" then with the advent of having to have a user name i used Tuco (as most horseman do after a favorite horse) but it wasn't to long before I had to more characters in a name to be registered so Tuco became Tucool.

It makes a great bed story, I bet there is a couple of members snoring now

Brett.

Brett,
Nice story. Never could have guessed that one!
Mark

"Old Hunter" 56 now (I know, that is NOT old!) but started hunting at about age 8 with my Dad and Uncle Fred, so I do have a few hunting years under my belt. I use this same handle on the 16 Gauge Society web page and on ShotgunWorld. When I registered here I thought about "Middle Age Hunter", but hope to outlive that label eventually, using Old Hunter means I won't have to change it in 15 years!

Never been a member of any kind of forum before. Didn't realize that when I entered my user name that I'd be stuck with it. Wish I had been a little more creative. I don't mind now. No, I'm not British, Mike England is my name. Folks know who I am and that's ok with me. I like my name. It is my father's name and I'm proud to wear it.

Attaboy Mike!

very nice mike. that is an original idea for a user name. i wish everyone could do that without the fear of some idiot hacking away at their privacy.
this is probably one of the safest places to use your own name. i like it.....chet is my name, r1200c is my bmw motorcyle..

Yeah I thought like Mike, guess what my name is? LOL

gee, no