This thread is meant to be about knives we have inherited from our fathers. But if you aren’t fortunate enough to own a knife of your father’s, feel free to post about a knife that has sentimental or historical value to you for other reasons.

And, as always, comments from well informed members, in this case on the knife I am posting about, are always welcome.

My father carried this knife, a Cattaraugus 225Q, in the Pacific in WWII as a Marine 2nd lieutenant and interpreter of Japanese. He fought in the great battles of Peleliu and Okinawa.



I recall him carrying it in the 1950s in northern Virginia, near what is now Dulles Airport, when we were out and about in the woods. His using it to chop through grape vines, or so we called them, to keep them from strangling trees in particular has stayed with me.

I was maybe four or five. I learned the word “groove” from this knife when I asked my dad what the trough-like indentation in the blade was.

Growing up, as I began to acquire knives of my own, I always compared them to my dad’s “combat knife,” as we called the Cattaraugus, and my acquisitions always seemed to come up short. (Like most boys of my generation, I was allowed to have a knife from, insofar as I can remember, when I first realized I wanted one. My first was a cheap, extremely dull, paring knife with a red plastic handle. I recall having that with me when out in the woods with my dad and his knife. (Never did learn how to sharpen it, though not for lack of trying.)

My father passed on in 1995. At home and in bed. With his wife and children all gathered around him. I was able to make it home from Japan in time for his death. He had taken the knife out of his dresser drawer and put it beside him on his nightstand. I think the drugs he was taking for his cancer gave him bad dreams, and having his trusty knife within reach gave him a measure of comfort.

After he passed on, the knife came to me. It was pretty rusty at that point, so I spent some time cleaning it up with fine grit sandpaper and WD40. I also had a nice custom sheath made for it as at the time my dad’s old sheath, falling apart, seemed a bit too shabby for it.








Now, over 23 years later, I am considering trying to restore the sheath. I think my father made it from a kit shortly after the war. (A leather sheath this flimsy seems unlikely to have been carried in the Pacific.



Still, interesting that it is left handed, since my father was right handed. In the war he carried his pistol on his right, so, like many, he preferred, I assume, his knife on his left. I guess he grew accustomed to having his knife on his left, and just continued with the practice after the war.)

While the old sheath seems to be made from a kit, I think my mother may have helped him with the animal designs. (She was artistic — my dad decidedly was not!)



And I do recall when I mentioned to my mother — she, too, is now long gone— that I had had a new, custom sheath made, that she gave me a swift look of disapproval, though she said nothing. At the time her look perplexed me, but now I think it likely because she recalled my father, perhaps with her participation, making the sheath. They lived in Colorado then.

If I do restore the sheath, I am thinking to glue some sort of tough but thin backing to the front, animal-decorated panel, and then the same to the interior facing side of the back of the sheath pocket and then continuing up and behind the belt loop so that the non visible part of the sheath, the old leather, is completely supported. Then lace/sew the sheath back together.

We’ll see if I get around to it.

So, how about you? Any other sons out there who own and treasure their father’s knife?

My father's first successful career was as a produce manager for a grocery chain. He carried a 4" long by 1/4" very thin bladed folding knife. Several companies made them but I remember his being marked "Swank" (they made nice but affordable men's jewelry also). The blade was easy to sharpen to the razor edge he kept it at, but slicing through lettuce and such didn't take much! But the way he could dress small game did take a sharp blade (and no perceivable effort)! Due to constant sharpening the knives were worn thin an discarded pretty quickly.

Until he died this past January, one of these knives was in his right rear pocket! He once told me, "If you don't need your pants on, you don't need a knife! If however you are in need of pants, you will need your knife!"

I remember when I was a teenager, he had become a Home and Apartment builder, a package arrived for him at our house. Dad never got packages at home, he had everything delivered to the office! He was so happy, he whipped out his knife and sliced the brown paper packaging from the box: It was a full case of his favorite knives! That was around 45 years ago, I don't know it that turned out to be a lifetime supply or not, but his personal effects at the nursing home had; his wallet, a handkerchief, keys, change, and one long thin knife!

Ivan

Pop always carried a pocket knife and would give me grief if I didn't have one on me lol.It was a small SAK and I believe my mother still has his last one.I have a gigantic multi blade one someone gave him as a gift because he was a Swiss :-)
This was a guy still skiing in the 90s (he was in his mid 70s) on equipment from the early 60s and yodeling his heart out

Onomea......Your's and your Dad knife story mirror mine.

My Dad served in the South Pacific with the Coast Guard..on small boats/ships he never really explained what he did but had at least one boat sunk out from under him.... while participating in the invasion of the Philippines.

As a 25 year old Police officer he was older than most when he enlisted. His "duty" gun as a Motorcycle officer was a 6" .357 Colt New Service w/king sights and action job. So it's no surprise to me he carried a personal custom knife. It has a 6 3/4" Bowie blade w/ a bone Commando style/shaped hilt w/ a brass guard. No markings that can be read. He once told me he got it in Mexico before shipping out from the west coast.

The hilt has a chip out of it and some salt water pitting and the sheath rotted away decades ago.... I had a new sheath made for him in the late 70s. While he rarely carried it; it was part of a kit he kept in the car when we went to the mountains.

He always had a pocket knife and instilled that habit in me. He gave me my first sheath knife when I was about 10/11 when we bought the land in the Laurel Highlands of the Allegheny mountains.....use to roam all over the ridge w/ my knife and my single shot Steven's Favorite.

My dads WWll knife has not fared as well. but I DO use it hard for yard work, (sprinklers and such) and it shows. I do have the lower part of the GI issue sheath, all the canvas parts and 1 leather section of the grip have disintegrated. It is still my go to when it is rough use time. You can't put a price on sentimental value IMO. Perhaps take your sheath apart & salvage the part with the animal carvings & put that over another part of a newer sheath. To do it right??? Take a leather working class & DIY, in time to hand it down to the next generation.

One of many, but I carry it most every day. Engraved with his name and Navy rank . . .

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Have the first pocket knife my dad got when he was 7 years old. That would have been in 1926. He was given it by his grandfather. Don't know how long his grandfather (my great grandfather) had it.. Also have a note from my dad in his handwriting telling the story.

"Still, interesting that it is left handed, since my father was right handed."

My father was also in the S. Pacific Theater and Marines routinely carried their combat knife on the left side I was told.

Let’s hear it, the story, Foxy, if you don’t mind. The stories behind the knives are why I posted my thread, and, I think, welcomed by all.

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Plain Buck 119. Dad was a accountant most his life and then worked with Mom at their antiques glassware business. He mostly used this Buck to cut up old cardboard boxes.

That was my Fathers last knife, and he returned it to me when he had to stay indoors full time.

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Thank you for sharing those great memories. You might consider some thin Latigo or horse hide held to the original sheath back with leather apoxie. They have what you need at Tandy. Works good for stiffening a belt for concealed carry as well. Best Regards.

I've had..... SavageSheaths.com..... make several replacement sheaths for me...... he makes some styles that were common during and after the war.

IIRC about $50 but well worth it and certainly worth it with for a family heirloom.

My dad also passed along the need and utility of always having a knife at hand. That was reinforced by his dad and his brother. He never carried a straight knife much, but he did bring home a junior officers uniform belt knife and scabbard that he "collected" somewhere in Germany during WWII. I also remember having my own pocket knife from my earliest recollection. The first one or two wouldn't cut my finger without extreme effort and not sure it could have been sharpened enough to do so, but carrying those knives was where I learned how to safely handle and use a pocket knife. His favorite brand of pocket knives were Shrade-Walden stockman pattern, and I have a couple of those well worn knives stored away. The carbon steel blades were worn thin from his constant sharpening of them. I remember him telling me many times that a man who was too lazy to keep his knife really sharp was probably too lazy to do much of anything well. All three of the men mentioned above ALWAYS had their pocket knives with them if they had their britches on! I also learned that if I asked to hold and look at their knives, I'd better be very careful, because they were always sharp. They would not keep a knife that would not take and keep a good sharp edge.

I found out after my tour in the US Army that many of the fellows did not commonly carry a pocket knife, but they were always asking me to use mine. Most of them did not take good care of the knife while they used it, so I learned quickly to carry two pocket knives, one for my own use and one for a loaner. I still have that habit, although I do not get asked to borrow a knive much these days. Lots of people do not routinely carry pocket knives. My sons and grandsons have also been taught to carry a knife from a very early age, but my grandsons mostly carry knives with a pocket clip on them as opposed to a strictly pocket carry. I do not understand how anyone gets by without a good pocket knife. I introduced this idea to my wife (whose father always carried one!) so she began to carry the knives I would give her in her purse. But she never could find it amongst all the flotsam in the purse. I gave her a nice thin decent sized knife with good steel and a pocket clip which she began to routinely carry in the hip pocket of her jeans. She now is upset if she does not have it with her at all times. She whips it out for whatever she needs it for, and her women and men friends are always astounded that she carries and uses such a knife. She just smiles.

I give thanks for the influence of my father and others for raising me to know the benefit of always having a knife at hand. It didn't hurt that I grew up in a culture of men and boys and some women as well who always had a knife in their pocket. I have lost a few, and I remember every one of them. I HATE to lose a knife! And I don't know how anyone gets by without having one (or more!) at hand at all times. Thanks, Dad!

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OP, Repro sheaths that match the originals are available on the net.

My father was in the army, but too young for WW2, and Korea had not started yet, so he spent his time in occupied Japan. After the military he went to college and law school. Upon graduating law school, he took the bar exam, and then joined ONI( Office of Naval Intelligence), which later became NIS ( Naval Investigative Services ) which we now know as NCIS ( Naval Criminal Investigative Services).

In about 1957 he brought home a WW2 Kabar( made by Cammilus) in the leather sheath stamped USN. It was left over in an evidence locker from a murder trial. I was about 7 at the time, but he brought it home for me, and it was hidden in the house until I was 12. Then I could have it. Maybe 10 years later he brought me the same knife with the leather washer handle marked USN in the gray self sharpening sheath made of some type of composite. It is a MK2 issue.

I have kept both of these knives in dead mint condition and hardly ever used them. They are my most prized possessions. I have used them, but gently, and they show no rust or sharpening. Seeing how they were from him to me, they are of great sentiment, and value now I think.

My father served in the Naval intelligence field for 25 years.

When everybody asks you, " where were you on 9/11/2001", I know exactly where I was. We were at the cemetery giving my father his last graveside rights unaware of the terrorist attack happening in New York and other sites.

I am glad he never saw that, it would have bothered him terribly, given that he spent his career defending our great nation from disasters such as these.

The rest of your story is very touching, and your father sounds like quite the man. The above part is most likely not true. Murder evidence must be kept in custody forever . . .

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You may be right, but that is what I seem to remember all those years ago (over 60). Maybe it was not the actual murder weapon, but I am positive it came from an evidence locker.

Also, In the last 60 years, I am sure the rules of evidence have evolved

My dad always carried a Christy pocket knife. I have one of his and a couple of my own. This is one of my new ones.

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I was only 10 when my father passed away, but this was a knife he kept in his desk.
The square shaped blade is a hatchet. When I was first married we used it to get the Christmas tree to fit in the stand ring for our first Christmas.

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SWCA1967 SWHF244

OK, I have to ask - what is that square shaped blade used for?

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As a Battle of Bastogne Vet,cribbage partner and hunting partner upon his passing he willed me his fathers Marbles hunting knifethe Olsen is from my Moms Dad.

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Not for murder. You are welcome to embrace the story, and I wasn’t there, so I’m not here to disrupt it. Just pointing out Long established rules of evidence . . .

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All kind of knives.
Simply a piece of steel with a honed edge.
Used to be stone now various forms/mix of steel.
Likely the most important tool since the beginning of mankind.

Onomea...
Yours in a 20th century classic....
Great blade with bonded/blood history.
Best knife thread in a long time.

I have a lock blade knife with gray/black handles and a saw (non locking) for a second blade. Heavy and quite large. Dad was in the Army Air
Corps in Italy in WWII. The knife was evidently Navy issue. Dad acquired it on the troop ship that took him to Europe, I think.

I used the saw blade to work on a wooden spoon that I made for my
girlfriend, and then shortly my wife. She is still putting up with me maybe because
I make her another wooden spoon (now usually in birdseye maple) from time to time.

It wouldn't be the first time something disappeared from an evidence locker though. Cash, and even drugs have been "misplaced" at times. I don't mean to imply the poster's father did anything wrong, but someone else may have.

Only thing my dad gave me was a hard time but my granddad gave me his only knife. He was born in '01 in Mississippi but moved to Ft Worth in the 20s and begat my mom. He had a pecan and peach orchard up in Wise County and used this knife for everything including pecan grafting, skinning varmints and peeling his peaches.
It is a Bridge Cutlery 3 blade with the main blade about an inch shorter than original due to excess sharpening. The others aren't in much better shape but it is one of the coolest things I own. He said it was the only knife he ever had.
I took up peach farming a few years back.

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Duly noted . . .

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It just depends on the jurisdiction and the people involved. I personally know of three firearms used in murders that are now in private collections. I don’t have them, but I know who does have them, and I knew and worked for the official who gave them to the collector. The murders all took place in the first half of the 20th century, and the official who gave them away has been dead for 35 years.

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ONOMEA, not much more to tell. Knife belonged to my great grandfather Alvin Schlegel, a good old Pennsylvania Dutchman who gave it to my dad. Knife is a Wilbert Cutlery Co brand from Chicago. Its been sharpened many times. My dad was a stickler for taking care of his things and it is in very good shape. Dad said during the depression if it wasn't for his grandfathers garden his family would have been hungry much of the time. Dad probably used this knife to clean small game he got to add to the menu

My father never carried a pocket knife, though he did buy me my first knife, which I still have.

However, my grandfather, who was a Marine at Guadalcanal, carried various knives over the years. He was the type who was regularly buying new inexpensive knives and getting rid of the old ones.

But there was one knife, that I vividly remember sitting in the same area on his counter for all of my life. I was the one grandchild who tried to visit him regularly and would oil his guns while I was there, which he appreciated. Finally, I just asked him if I could have the knife. He had it so long he didn't remember where he got it, but it sat on his counter for 40 years before he gave it to me, so I guess that's fair. He probly picked it up at a pawn shop or something. I'm sure someone here will know its purpose, but it's an unusual design by today's standards.





Around that same time, for my birthday, he gave me the High Standard Model B that was his bedside gun for my entire life, so at least 40 years. It was possibly the very first pistol I ever shot, though that could also have been an H&R .22 revolver he owned but sadly sold 30 years ago.

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When my dad died at ninety, seventeen years ago, he virtually never had occasion to use a pocketknife; but he always carried one, and I have the tiny three-blade Old Timer--I'm unable to read the model number on the ricasso of the main blade--that was in his pocket every day.

I don't recall his teaching me the importance of carrying a knife. It was simply a given in my long-ago boyhood. Nearly all men and boys, and many women and girls, packed pocketknives, and needed them. There were pencils to be sharpened, paper-wrapped and string-tied packages to open, meat and cheese and fruit to be sliced, etc. And of course, as boys we tended to throw them at each other's feet a lot, despite safety lectures.

At one point, soon after Dad came back from overseas--he was a war correspondent--I found what I recall as a Case rigging knife, though it may have been another make, in his sock drawer. Whatever it was, it sliced my eight-year-old finger very neatly.

It was not long after that when I acquired my first pocketknife. By swiping it, I'm afraid. The beginning of my life of crime, but I've never been without at least one knife on my person since then

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Oh well, what the hell.

Not always the case. At least in my jurisdiction. The custodian, usually the County Sheriff, could release anything after all appeal channels were exhausted. This was up through the early 70's.

I know of many "murder" handguns that were released to the public (ok, generally deputy and honorary deputy officers, as there were very few), and they would not be flagged in today's system.

The knife is a cheap George L. Herter copy of the Russell Canadian Belt Knife from Grohmann Cutlery of Pictou, N.S.

In the 1960's, it sold new for under $3.00. But was a good value then. I think the real Grohmann cost about three times that amount, or more.

Thanks for the kind words, and for the understanding, Xfuzz.

Great knives, and great stories, guys. I love ‘em all. Keep ‘em comin’!

I really like this story. And the knife. By coincidence I was just reading about this unusual knife the other day. If you read up on it, you will learn that it is a very highly regarded design.

Added: Its purpose is for skinning game, a task at which it is said to excel.

I saw "cheap copy". I guess I would have said "inexpensive" or "less expensive copy of xxx", unless I had some evidence that it was the useless junk that "cheap" implies to me. I see a picture of a well worn knife that served a purpose for its owner. The owner died before the knife, so if there was a "lifetime guarantee", it was used. A lot of my stuff will fall in that category, deserved or not.

My skin is getting literally thinner with long term chemo (round 15 was today), so I guess I can be accused of being thin skinned and it would be true.

My Dad was combat infantry in World War II in the ETO. He's still kicking at 92 and still carrying around his Boy Scout knife he's had since the '30s. That knife went with him to civil air patrol duty as as young teenager on the Texas coast in 1942 and he's carried it all of my life. I doubt he took it to Europe in the War but I know he took it when he took us kids to Europe in the early '80s. He also has a GI issue pocket knife and an old Fairbain/Sykes dagger with the tip broke off representing some of the stuff he brought home from the war. Never talks about that knife or how the tip broke.

hoc9sw,
I understand what you are saying and I am in general agreement with it. I've owned some knives that were expensive, relatively speaking, that weren't worth a hardly, and I've had some inexpensive ones that would do the job. Those loaner knives I mentioned in my first post were not expensive knives! But some of them survived some serious abuse for a few years. Price can be but is not always the indicator of quality. The reputation of the Grohmann is excellent and comes from performance. I worked for some time as a butcher in a grocery store and later worked in a slaughter house. Good knives that would hold a good edge for most of the day were a treasure, but one that required constant sharpening during the day was worthless. A dull knife was responsible for more cuts on myself than the sharp ones ever were! That's when I found out that price didn't always dictate which were the best knives!

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My Dad never carried a knife. Only blade I remember Him having was a Japanese bayonet. Took that to a gun show years ago and asked a fellow what the insignia was. Said it was Naguya(sic) arsenal 1943. Ask Me where I got it as it was pristine. Told the man Dad said He took it off a dead Jxx. All My Dad ever said about Okinawa.

That'd be Nagoya Arsenal, not Naguya. But you were fairly close.

My father was on Okinawa, but all he shot were mongooses. Didn't bring back any cool stuff. Just some coins and photos.

We weren't close and he never talked much about the war, apart from how hard training was. As a petroleum engineer, he saw no combat. He was a staff sgt.; refused a commission, as he thought that 2nd Lts. got killed off too fast.

He had a Ka-Bar hunting knife, rather curved, like for skinning. Handle was two-tone yellow and tan or orange plastic. It wasn't the orange and white of the Univ. of TX; Father went to OU and was proud of that, ha! Late in life, he bought a Model A knife from G.W. Stone. His widow didn't even tell us when he died or what became of his things. I wanted those knives and a few guns, inc. a six-inch M-28 .357 and a Winchester M-12 Duck Gun. That's the version chambered for three-inch shells. And I did see him kill ducks and doves with it.

I don't recall him ever carrying an ordinary pocketknife, but he had an Italian switchblade with a nice horn handle. I don't know the brand, but it was well made.

I do have one knife by which to remember my father. But he bought it for me, in 1963.

I was reading the Matt Helm novels and liked the German lockblade hunting knife that Helm carried in the books. We found one at a gun shop (Cullum & Boren) when I was home on leave from the USAF. It's a J.C. Henckels product, from their Solingen works. Handle is Sambar stag antler. Their logo (Zwillingswerk) is the sign of the astrological twins, Gemini. I'm a Gemini, so like that aspect.

Besides the main (spear) blade, it has a saw blade and a corkscrew.

I carried that knife for years, as well as a smaller pocketknife, usually a Swiss Army Spartan. It's now replaced by a Benchmade Model 710 or a Gerber Combat Folder, and I have a couple of Puma folders that get time in my belt pouch. One Puma, Model 943, is similar to that old Henckels, but the saw blade also opens bottles. I like the larger corkscrew on the Henckels a little better, though.

I'll get out that Henckels and carry it for awhile, after reading this thread. It's one of my better memories of my father.

The sharp tip of the Fairbairn tends to break if misused, and an excellent way to break a tip is to throw the knife at your mother's wooden garage. The painful voice of experience...

I wasn't trying to hurt your feelings. Didn't even know you were a cancer patient. My comment on the Herter knife was based on its appearance and handling qualities, vs. the genuine Russell - Grohmann knife, of which it is an obvious spin-off.

I have owned both, and the lack of refinement in the Herter prompted my remark, combined with disdain for them having ripped off Dean H. Russell's design.

The Herter knife was a good value at $2.55, which is what I paid for mine, direct from Herter.

I have several of the Grohmann knives, inc. the original, which won a design prize in 1958, and which has been featured in the Met. Museum of Art. I also have the No. 3 Boat Knife and the No. 4 survival model. I was pretty impressed when I saw the No. 4 in the photo of safari gear in Robt. C. Ruark's safari article in, Playboy , I think in March, 1965. I suspect the photo was taken in Abercrombie & Fitch in Chicago.

I doubt that Ruark personally selected the items shown, although they included the Russell's Birdshooter boots that he favored. But it was quite an honor for the Grohmann knife to be chosen, and it is a quality product. I've read that RCAF planes carried that model in survival kits.

Big Folder with a Saw Blade?
Originally a Navy Survival kit knife.
Adopted by AF in 1944.
I have one, mine is a Colonial.
Survival kit knives generaliy weren’t issued to individuals.
Often WWII Survival Kit Knives can be found unused.
I have a Case non-folding AF machete which still has cosmoline.

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Jpage, thanks to Bam-Bam and you, I spent some time on the net looking for repros, thinking, as one approach, I could modify a repro to incorporate the animal motif panel from my dad’s old sheath.

In the process, I’ve come across a sheathmaker who is willing to line the entire old sheath at a reasonable price. This, I think, is surely the best solution.

(Meanwhile, I realized yesterday that the custom sheath I had had made earlier, which since it was made without the Cattauragus in hand has always been a bit too tight, is an excellent fit for my Fallkniven A1, whose sheath I don’t like. This is working out well!)

I’ll keep you guys posted in how the old sheath turns out.

I have the same story, different father... I have 3 currently... one goes to my son when he graduates from college... and another when I am gone and it is his turn to carry on the tradition... the other is new and for just in case...

That's just Internet rumor or an urban legend. The OP's story is true and his father probably told the truth. If the above statement is true, then why is Jack Ruby's Colt Cobra in collector hands?

http://articles.baltimoresun.com/199...uby-oswald-gun

From Jack Ruby to Las Vegas: A gun's trajectory - Las Vegas Sun Newspaper

This knife was passed down to me by my Mom when I was a teenager. It was my Dad's issue knife from WW2 when he served in the Army Air Corps in 1943-1944. The blade is stamped "U.S. M3 CASE" and he carved his initials in the handle. The sheath is stamped "USM8" and under that is stamped "B M CO". He passed away in 1965 when I was only 9 so I never had the opportunity to hear from him about his service. I do know from my uncle that he had served in the Azores and at a base in Idaho. I also have several of his uniform shirts, his discharge papers, patches and his dog tags.

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My father was an engineer who spent WW II working on aircraft production at Boeing so I did not get war stories or fighting knives. He had three practical outdoor knives, an Imperial large toothpick for fishing, a 4" Remington fixed blade for camping and an odd small flat knife for his suit pocket. The Imperial's second blade was a fish scaler with cap lifter, ruler and hook extracting end notch.

The only one I have is the small one. It is all metal. When closed its blade is inside a folded piece of sheet metal which lays between the arms of a U shaped frame. To open the covered blade swings to the side and forward 180 degrees. Its cover is then pivoted back 180 degrees to give the frame sides.

He gave each of us one of the four blade camp/utility knives that most elementary school kids always carried. We got them so young that I do not remember not having it. Now kids that help mom slice up salads in the kitchen would be expelled for drawing a picture of a scout knife in school. I'm sure that makes sense to someone, somewhere.

While I have plenty of knives, I wish I had the Remington, just because it was my dad's.