Last month, my grandson Logan (11) went on vacation with his best friend and his family. The dad is their little league coach and works hard with them as they are good athletes and even better human beings. The dad is a police officer and a knife guy.
He took the boys to Smokey Mountain Knife Works and told them to pick out any inexpensive knife they wanted.
He was floored at the massive inventory and took hours to nail one down. He told the dad that he had saved money from his summer of grass cutting and could he pay for his knife himself.
This is not fancy or high quality but it is his and what he chose:
Logan now wants to collect so I have given him another to add to the pile.
He has the bug I never caught.
He took the boys to Smokey Mountain Knife Works and told them to pick out any inexpensive knife they wanted.
He was floored at the massive inventory and took hours to nail one down. He told the dad that he had saved money from his summer of grass cutting and could he pay for his knife himself.
This is not fancy or high quality but it is his and what he chose:


Logan now wants to collect so I have given him another to add to the pile.

He has the bug I never caught.
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