Colonial Knife Corp

"THE KNIVES HELPING TO BUILD AMERICA SINCE 1926"

Colonial Knife was incorporated in 1926 by the Paolantonio brothers; Antonio, Domenic, Fredrick . Prior to the three brothers forming Colonial Knife, they each worked in other occupations which would hone their skills as manufactures and businessmen.

The brothers proved they had the skills needed to achieve success. Antonio handling the sales, Domenic the finances and Frederick the manufacturing process. The 20’s and 30’s would prove to be difficult times, but with hard work and determination, the brothers would overcome all obstacles.

During the next 70 years Colonial Knife grew adding new products. The 1950’s inspired such brand names as the Sure Snap (auto knife) along with the Cub Hunter and Rin Tin Tin series and other well know styles of knives that would earn the Colonial brand a reputation as “;a boy’s first knife.

In 2001, some of the employees of the former Colonial Knife started Colonial Cutlery international (CCI) and began manufacturing the M-724 auto knives and the J-316 for the military. This new interest in the Colonial brand led to additional customers such as the Boy Scouts of America, Girl Scouts of the U.S.A, Cooper Tools, Stanley Works, Ideal Industries, and the General Service Administration (G.S.A.)

  In 2002, CCI registered the Colonial Knife brand as a division of Colonial Cutlery International, Inc. Today, Colonial Cutlery International, Inc. brand is the imported line of knives and tools while the U.S.A.- made products fall under the Colonial Knife brand.
Together, two great brands under one roof.  

WWII Colonial Mark 1 Fighting knife

Here is a Colonial Mark 1 USN fighting knife. Condition is very nice (that's my own rating).

No idea what the notches are for, however I like to think that they denoted the passing of an enemy at the hands of this knife. But that's just me.

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    Mario

    Great story. One of my uncles was in the Navy and saw action at the Philippines Sea and Okinawa. He is credited with shooting down a Japanese Betty bomber (it is in his ship's log, of which he had a copy). His carry knife was a Camillus USN Mark 2. His friend, whose nickname was Tex, made the sheath for the knife and added his name to it. My uncle passed it on to me. Those WWII Vets were, and remain, great men.  

    Glad that your father shared some information with you. Just imagining what they went through brings both a lump to my throat and pride for America to my heart.   

    Syd Carr said:

    Ha, glad you like it Mario. My father served in the US Navy in the south Pacific during WWII, he swore he would never eat Spam again, and he never did as far as I know. My mom and I loved it, but if we wanted SOS, (s**t on a shingle), she had to make a separate meal for dad. He didn't even want to be in the same room when we ate Spam. He felt the same way about mutton, apparently they were feeding them mutton from Australia when he was on New Guinea, swore he lived on bananas the entire time because the only choices were Spam and rotten mutton. He always claimed that even the smell of lamb made him sick to his stomach, (obviously we never had kabobs at my house). I think he also told me he walked to school barefoot in the snow when he was a kid, so who knows for sure what really happened.

    Once while shopping with him at an army/navy store I asked him if he had a Mark 1, (that store had a whole bin full of them for like $5 ea), he said they issued him one, but he preferred to carry his own Kinfolks fixed blade, (which I still have), so the Mark 1 he was issued never made it home with him. Wish I had grabbed a handful out of that bin and put them away somewhere, would love to have one now.

    Mario Rossetti said:

    I like the Spam comment. Could be!

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    Syd Carr

    Yeah, I am very proud of his service. The Navy buried him with full honors in 1988, I was a lucky kid.

    Mario Rossetti said:

    Great story. One of my uncles was in the Navy and saw action at the Philippines Sea and Okinawa. He is credited with shooting down a Japanese Betty bomber (it is in his ship's log, of which he had a copy). His carry knife was a Camillus USN Mark 2. His friend, whose nickname was Tex, made the sheath for the knife and added his name to it. My uncle passed it on to me. Those WWII Vets were, and remain, great men.  

    Glad that your father shared some information with you. Just imagining what they went through brings both a lump to my throat and pride for America to my heart.   

    Syd Carr said:

    Ha, glad you like it Mario. My father served in the US Navy in the south Pacific during WWII, he swore he would never eat Spam again, and he never did as far as I know. My mom and I loved it, but if we wanted SOS, (s**t on a shingle), she had to make a separate meal for dad. He didn't even want to be in the same room when we ate Spam. He felt the same way about mutton, apparently they were feeding them mutton from Australia when he was on New Guinea, swore he lived on bananas the entire time because the only choices were Spam and rotten mutton. He always claimed that even the smell of lamb made him sick to his stomach, (obviously we never had kabobs at my house). I think he also told me he walked to school barefoot in the snow when he was a kid, so who knows for sure what really happened.

    Once while shopping with him at an army/navy store I asked him if he had a Mark 1, (that store had a whole bin full of them for like $5 ea), he said they issued him one, but he preferred to carry his own Kinfolks fixed blade, (which I still have), so the Mark 1 he was issued never made it home with him. Wish I had grabbed a handful out of that bin and put them away somewhere, would love to have one now.

    Mario Rossetti said:

    I like the Spam comment. Could be!

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    Charles Sample

    I like Colonial knives.  They are one of the three brands I collect.  I have several of their current production and older Colonials.  I don't have a Mark I yet but will probably order one one of these days.