My Busse collecting really took off in 2002 after my daughter received massive brain damage in a hit and run. For eight years I was tied down in constant care of her. (I had just retired at age 55 and my wife, a dedicated first grade teacher, wanted to keep working. She worked past her 70th birthday.) This forum was one of my few outlets, and each Busse blade was a promise to myself that one day I would get back to my beloved outdoors. My wife fully supported my Busse habit. It helped me stay sane. Fast forward to Blade 2017. Now finally relieved of pain after several years of back problems during which my 36 year old Boston Whaler has languished under a tarp, I am weighing whether returning to the water is worth the risk of returning to a life of pain. So I asked my wife on the drive home from Blade, "Why did I buy a Dozier fillet knife when I may never fish again?" The wise lady said, "You made another promise to yourself."