It has been said that you never forget your first…whether it was your first kiss, first car, first job…. fill in the blank. Here at iKC, stories abound about our first knife – those gems we received either for our birthday as a youth, from Grandpa while fishing, or that long awaited first purchase.

This is a story about my first folding hunter and what turned out to be my love affair with that class of knife – regardless of brand. And to be more specific, my love affair with a…

I’m not sure exactly when I first started my obsession for all things sharp and pointy, but I was sharpening popsicle sticks on the sidewalk long before I received my first Imperial Kamp King pocket knife as a Cub Scout. What started as a passion to own my own knife soon expanded into a passion for all bladed weapons – knives of all kinds, bayonets, swords, spears, arrow heads – you name it. If it has an edge, I want one.

That describes many collectors, so I don’t think I’m alone…