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Originally Posted by Rob613
I’m going to sound like Guy Clark here but...
My grandfathers Randall...he passed when I was 9, 30 years ago. My grandmother knew I loved the knife so she called me upstairs a few days after his funeral. She said she wanted me to have it before my uncles had a chance to go through his stuff.
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Reminds me of the US Army jump knife (switchblade) my Dad gave to his Dad after returning from Japan in WW2. Grandpa had it hanging on a nail in the garage. Grandpa had promised it to me, but alas, it was purloined by nightcrawlers that liquidated his estate.
They didn't get Dad's Bronze Stars or his Presidential Citation - I've still got those.