Yesterday I had an upper GI at the local hospital, and my best friend and wife of 52+ years was with me to drive me back home.
After it was all over and we were about to leave, I mentioned that I didn't have a knife with me to remove the ID wristbands that I was wearing. She spoke up and said: I have mine, the one you gave me. I then suggested we wait until we were safely in the car.
So, when we are in the car, she gets out her Buck 501 that I gave her many years ago when we deer hunted. As I remove the wristbands I notice the knife was very sharp, so I tried it on my arm. Sure enough, it still shaves. I guess she hasn't used it much since I sharpened it.
It makes me so proud of her, since she is the kinda dainty type, you probably wouldn't think she carried a nice Buck folding knife in her purse.
A good woman is hard to beat. I thank God for her every day.
Have a blessed day,