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I am sorry to hear of your daughter Steve but I am very Glad you are here with us ! We often hear that family is the reason folks began and continuing the collection is therapy!
During a bout of reminiscing, I decided to replace the Schrade Sharpfinger that had been lost years before. I went to the local sporting good store and found what I thought would be a suitable replacement. A sharpfinger by Bear and Sons. I wasn't happy with it and ended up on Ebay looking for a Schrade. This was my first venture into knives on Ebay and I was astounded. When I found out that Schrade had gone bankrupt in 2004, I figured I could buy a couple knives and make some money, after all, I knew about knives and considered myself a pretty good trader. I lost some money on my deals...hello Ebay fees... and started reading everything I could find about Schrade. That's when I discovered forums. There was just too much to learn about Schrade knives to venture into other brands. Early on, while I was still hand addressing the knives I sold on Ebay, I recognized a buyer by name,Herman Williams. I sent him an Email and when he replied and answered the questions I had asked, I was hooked. That was only 5 years ago, but I've learned enough to realize that through knife collecting I've met some best people in the world, knife collecting can be addictive and expensive, and I'm darn glad I looked for that Sharpfinger on Ebay.
Please do show them. I also have many. In the process of depleting the collection, so every day there are a few less.
Some of the knives are less than perfect, so I will keep them as camping tools. A few that are pristine will remain until I am dust. Then the kids can look at them and wonder why Dad kept all this old stuff.
Rick Hooper said:
Mario, I had a similar interest in military knives, due to purchasing bayonets for the WW1 and WW2, rifles I owned. After selling or giving the rifles to my sons, I still retain those bayonets. Had several U.S. Army Navy pocket knives too. I'll have to post them sometimes!
I have just finished reading this thread from the beginning. There are some quite interesting stories about how and when some of you started collecting knives.
My knife collecting obsession started in 1947 or 48, with an offhand conversation between my uncle and one of his friends. My uncle is only four years my senior and let me hang around on occasion. One day Uncle Donnie was showing his new knife to his friend Johnny. Johnny ask Donnie how many knives he had with that new addition and Donnie replied 5 or 6 and maybe he “should just start collecting them.”
Fast forward through a pocket knife found in the woods, a switch blade bought at the Ben Franklin, a hunting knife as a Christmas present other knives bought and lost.
The year is 1970, the place is the USS Enterprise in the South China sea. We are running air strikes into Viet Nam. I'm just a few months away from discharge: after more than 14 years in the navy, I'm fed up and leaving for good.
One of my third class Petty Officers(Stevens) comes into the shop and is all exited about a Buck folding hunter that they are now selling in the ship's store. He's going to get some cash and go buy one. I don't know what a Buck folding hunter even looks like, but out of curiosity I'll go along to find out.
No sooner had Stevens unwrapped the knife and snapped the blade opened than I had my hand in my pocket pulling out money. Some people believe in love at first sight. I don't know that it was love, but it was certainly a strong desire to have that knife. I did not know at that time, that the Buck 110 would be the first knife in my collection.
Once again jump in the time machine and fast forward to 1980. My wife and I are both working for 3M co. and making a pretty good income. I'm still attending college part time working toward my BS degree. My wife is making dolls and Teddy bears, so I decide that I need a hobby too.
Remember that conversation between my uncle and his friend?
That is a great story James. And yes there are some very interesting stories here including yours.
Thank you Charles. Just wish I had started sooner.
Charles Sample said:
That is a great story James. And yes there are some very interesting stories here including yours.
James, I wish I had started sooner too. A friend gave me a mint Case Canoe in 1970 but knives as a hobby meant nothing to me then. I have no idea what I did with that knife. The only thing I remember is I didn't have it very long.
Charles, I guess that would be classified as one of those "if I knew then" moments.
Charles Sample said:
James, I wish I had started sooner too. A friend gave me a mint Case Canoe in 1970 but knives as a hobby meant nothing to me then. I have no idea what I did with that knife. The only thing I remember is I didn't have it very long.
Great story James! I hope Uncle Donnie know what an great influence that conversation became. Thank you for your service and for being here with us to share this great hobby !
James Cole said:
I have just finished reading this thread from the beginning. There are some quite interesting stories about how and when some of you started collecting knives.
My knife collecting obsession started in 1947 or 48, with an offhand conversation between my uncle and one of his friends. My uncle is only four years my senior and let me hang around on occasion. One day Uncle Donnie was showing his new knife to his friend Johnny. Johnny ask Donnie how many knives he had with that new addition and Donnie replied 5 or 6 and maybe he “should just start collecting them.”
Fast forward through a pocket knife found in the woods, a switch blade bought at the Ben Franklin, a hunting knife as a Christmas present other knives bought and lost.
The year is 1970, the place is the USS Enterprise in the South China sea. We are running air strikes into Viet Nam. I'm just a few months away from discharge: after more than 14 years in the navy, I'm fed up and leaving for good.
One of my third class Petty Officers(Stevens) comes into the shop and is all exited about a Buck folding hunter that they are now selling in the ship's store. He's going to get some cash and go buy one. I don't know what a Buck folding hunter even looks like, but out of curiosity I'll go along to find out.
No sooner had Stevens unwrapped the knife and snapped the blade opened than I had my hand in my pocket pulling out money. Some people believe in love at first sight. I don't know that it was love, but it was certainly a strong desire to have that knife. I did not know at that time, that the Buck 110 would be the first knife in my collection.
Once again jump in the time machine and fast forward to 1980. My wife and I are both working for 3M co. and making a pretty good income. I'm still attending college part time working toward my BS degree. My wife is making dolls and Teddy bears, so I decide that I need a hobby too.
Remember that conversation between my uncle and his friend?
Jan, It's very likely that Uncle Donnie wouldn't remember the conversation even with sound and pictures, but it's one that I do.
Thanks for the thanks, but my service was nothing when compared with what our military men and women are dealing with today.
Jan Carter said:
Great story James! I hope Uncle Donnie know what an great influence that conversation became. Thank you for your service and for being here with us to share this great hobby !
James Cole said:I have just finished reading this thread from the beginning. There are some quite interesting stories about how and when some of you started collecting knives.
My knife collecting obsession started in 1947 or 48, with an offhand conversation between my uncle and one of his friends. My uncle is only four years my senior and let me hang around on occasion. One day Uncle Donnie was showing his new knife to his friend Johnny. Johnny ask Donnie how many knives he had with that new addition and Donnie replied 5 or 6 and maybe he “should just start collecting them.”
Fast forward through a pocket knife found in the woods, a switch blade bought at the Ben Franklin, a hunting knife as a Christmas present other knives bought and lost.
The year is 1970, the place is the USS Enterprise in the South China sea. We are running air strikes into Viet Nam. I'm just a few months away from discharge: after more than 14 years in the navy, I'm fed up and leaving for good.
One of my third class Petty Officers(Stevens) comes into the shop and is all exited about a Buck folding hunter that they are now selling in the ship's store. He's going to get some cash and go buy one. I don't know what a Buck folding hunter even looks like, but out of curiosity I'll go along to find out.
No sooner had Stevens unwrapped the knife and snapped the blade opened than I had my hand in my pocket pulling out money. Some people believe in love at first sight. I don't know that it was love, but it was certainly a strong desire to have that knife. I did not know at that time, that the Buck 110 would be the first knife in my collection.
Once again jump in the time machine and fast forward to 1980. My wife and I are both working for 3M co. and making a pretty good income. I'm still attending college part time working toward my BS degree. My wife is making dolls and Teddy bears, so I decide that I need a hobby too.
Remember that conversation between my uncle and his friend?
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