Marcelo di Marco said:.............You want a story about how my dad carries his 110 safely on his belt? Well, he asked a priest if it could make trouble to carry the 110 in its sheath. The priest looked surprised and said "Hey, wasnt that a CELL PHONE?"And, as every person in Buenos Aires carries a cell phone, which is very similar in shape and size to a Buck 110 in its sheath, my dad can come and go at his will, with his dearest, sharpest, smallest friend with him. .....QUOTE]
I just posted a similar story titled "Stealth 110" ( http://www.bladeforums.com/forums/showthread.php?t=412455 ).
"Stealth 110
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I am at work today (technical publications/graphics support) and have to trim a mock-up print down to size. Our paper cutter is crap, so I grab a steel straight edge and pop my Buck 110 out of it's black leather belt pouch, flick it open and proceed to make the cut. (Normally I would have used my SAK small blade or a razor knife, but one was in the car and the other was across the room at my desk.)
A guy I have worked with for some months says, "Oh, that's a KNIFE! I always wondered why you carried 2 cell phones!" Apparently it (as a knife) has been below his radar all this time masquerading as a cell phone. I always assumed everyone knew what it is. Goes to show how observant people are."
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110 Stories
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My dad gave me my first 110 when I turned 13 -- that was 34 years ago. I still have that 110 and still use it as my hunting/fishing/camping knife. I have field dressed a deer (well -- many - from New Mexico, to Alaska), skinned the same deer at the camp, then cut up cheese and salami for o'dourves. This knife has never left my side - when I am in the woods or my camp kitchen.
The first time I closed the knife, I did so with my fingers crossing the slot where the blade stores... so, while I used have used it for thousands of tasks... the 1st blood drawn was my own! ( I know of many 'virgin' 110 owners who had the same experience -- any of you?)
I have carried on the tradition of gifting a 110 folding hunter to my nieces and nephews and will gift my oldest son a 110 when he turnes 13 this September as well as my yougest a few years from now.
The first time I closed the knife, I did so with my fingers crossing the slot where the blade stores... so, while I used have used it for thousands of tasks... the 1st blood drawn was my own! ( I know of many 'virgin' 110 owners who had the same experience -- any of you?)
I have carried on the tradition of gifting a 110 folding hunter to my nieces and nephews and will gift my oldest son a 110 when he turnes 13 this September as well as my yougest a few years from now.
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Ddeu,DdeU said:
Welcome to the forum and thanks for the story. Yes, many of us have felt the sting of the 110 during an inadvertant closing.
Mike
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...Nice story Ddeu. Looks like your father started a nice "tradition" 34 years ago. Along with Mike I'd like to welcome you to the forum as well. You'll be trading posts with an awful lot of members who also own that initiation scar delivered so well by a Buck 110...:thumbup: ...<<<---there's mine see??...LOL...
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I just bought one today, I would like to hear some more interesting stories.
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There I was ...
All the Kleenex were used ...
And the box ... the empty box ... sitting there. Mocking me. Taunting me. Daring me to do it.
Oh, I tried to resist. I tried, but the compulsion was too strong and the BG-42 blade in my Buck 110 was singing its siren song to me.
(queue spooky whisper)
"Cut it. You know you want to. Do it. It'll be easy. Just cut it."
(end spooky whisper)
So I seized the box with one hand while using the one armed bandit to snap the blade of my trust 110 open with the other hand. Viciously I stabbed the high carbon stainless bringer of cardboard death into the soft, unprotected end of the box, spilling nothing on the ground (it was empty, remember?).
Noting no cries of pain or anguish, I continued on my path of destruction, cruelly slicing to and fro, meeting no piece or section that could resist the keen edge made possible by the Paul Bos heat treatment. It was a one-sided battle. It was brutal.
Children hid from sight. Women wept. Strong men averted their eyes.
It was a savage slaughter heretofore unseen since the last time I destroyed a Kleenex box with my knife.
In the end, there could be only one. The box is no longer with us. Long the Buck 110!
All the Kleenex were used ...
And the box ... the empty box ... sitting there. Mocking me. Taunting me. Daring me to do it.
Oh, I tried to resist. I tried, but the compulsion was too strong and the BG-42 blade in my Buck 110 was singing its siren song to me.
(queue spooky whisper)
"Cut it. You know you want to. Do it. It'll be easy. Just cut it."
(end spooky whisper)
So I seized the box with one hand while using the one armed bandit to snap the blade of my trust 110 open with the other hand. Viciously I stabbed the high carbon stainless bringer of cardboard death into the soft, unprotected end of the box, spilling nothing on the ground (it was empty, remember?).
Noting no cries of pain or anguish, I continued on my path of destruction, cruelly slicing to and fro, meeting no piece or section that could resist the keen edge made possible by the Paul Bos heat treatment. It was a one-sided battle. It was brutal.
Children hid from sight. Women wept. Strong men averted their eyes.
It was a savage slaughter heretofore unseen since the last time I destroyed a Kleenex box with my knife.
In the end, there could be only one. The box is no longer with us. Long the Buck 110!
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Mean while else ware next door >>>
As I tried to make it through the kitchen to get to the basement to build the display cabinet,,, her back was to me but as wives every ware seem to have eyes in the back of her head I was not able to make it half way when…
“ Hunny , I need some vegetables cut up for dinner before you go to the basement ”
And as I have been so well trained to do - “yes dear..”
“There is a knife and cutting board there and here are the veggies,…” she said.
I got the operational theater ready right there on the kitchen table.
The celery went smark , the tomatoes squish and the onion attacked my eyes like a spitting cobra as I tried the kitchen tool she had left out to use.. Then the doorbell rang and she … “I will be right back” and she left me to work alone…
Luckily I remembered that I had my trusty Bos treated S30v bladed 110 residing in its sheath, concealed as a cell phone holster.
I instantly gave up with the p.o.s. gensueeey thingy she had left me as soon as she went to the other room. Then, I with lighting speed, wiped out that EDC and with a ceremonial cleansing of the Bos blade used the 110 and suavely attacked the resistant veggies!
No more tears over the thinnest chopped onion! Celery so cleanly cut it did not weep and tomatoes one could see the blade markings through… Faster then ever before I wiped the veggies into the condition she desired.
I was finished on her return to the kitchen and puffed up with pride as she marveled at little mess I had left… What a feat!
YES ,it was indeed a shining day that day and I keep hidden the secret of the lowly 110 to let her think I had done so on my own!
Many thanks to Buck for bolstering my scullery reputation that day… !!!!
As I tried to make it through the kitchen to get to the basement to build the display cabinet,,, her back was to me but as wives every ware seem to have eyes in the back of her head I was not able to make it half way when…
“ Hunny , I need some vegetables cut up for dinner before you go to the basement ”
And as I have been so well trained to do - “yes dear..”
“There is a knife and cutting board there and here are the veggies,…” she said.
I got the operational theater ready right there on the kitchen table.
The celery went smark , the tomatoes squish and the onion attacked my eyes like a spitting cobra as I tried the kitchen tool she had left out to use.. Then the doorbell rang and she … “I will be right back” and she left me to work alone…
Luckily I remembered that I had my trusty Bos treated S30v bladed 110 residing in its sheath, concealed as a cell phone holster.
I instantly gave up with the p.o.s. gensueeey thingy she had left me as soon as she went to the other room. Then, I with lighting speed, wiped out that EDC and with a ceremonial cleansing of the Bos blade used the 110 and suavely attacked the resistant veggies!
No more tears over the thinnest chopped onion! Celery so cleanly cut it did not weep and tomatoes one could see the blade markings through… Faster then ever before I wiped the veggies into the condition she desired.
I was finished on her return to the kitchen and puffed up with pride as she marveled at little mess I had left… What a feat!
YES ,it was indeed a shining day that day and I keep hidden the secret of the lowly 110 to let her think I had done so on my own!
Many thanks to Buck for bolstering my scullery reputation that day… !!!!
The 110 I trade a Spyderco for has led a rough life, according to some people here 
It came to me all gunked up with some sticky black substance in the handle and pivot. I'd wipe what I could out with a wet cloth, opening and closing it a lot hoping to smooth out the action. Didn't work.
Over the course of reading this thread I read about biker flips. So I think to myself, I'll try them. With the pivot so gunked up, I really had to be forceful to get them to work. The result was bladeplay.
Out came the hammer. Banged on the bolsters for a while, didn't work. So out comes the vice. It worked, but a little to well. Out come the keys, with which I pried the pivot area open some, resulting in dinged brass. Still some slight wobble and now the action was even rougher than before.
Out comes the WD-40. The result? A miracle.
For the first time since owning this 110, the blade will actually snap shut like a lock-back should, instead of requiring hand pressure to close all the way. One handed opening is much easier now and when I hand the knife to friends for them to use, they don't struggle trying to open it.
It came to me all gunked up with some sticky black substance in the handle and pivot. I'd wipe what I could out with a wet cloth, opening and closing it a lot hoping to smooth out the action. Didn't work.
Over the course of reading this thread I read about biker flips. So I think to myself, I'll try them. With the pivot so gunked up, I really had to be forceful to get them to work. The result was bladeplay.
Out came the hammer. Banged on the bolsters for a while, didn't work. So out comes the vice. It worked, but a little to well. Out come the keys, with which I pried the pivot area open some, resulting in dinged brass. Still some slight wobble and now the action was even rougher than before.
Out comes the WD-40. The result? A miracle.
For the first time since owning this 110, the blade will actually snap shut like a lock-back should, instead of requiring hand pressure to close all the way. One handed opening is much easier now and when I hand the knife to friends for them to use, they don't struggle trying to open it.
Gary W. Graley
“Imagination is more important than knowledge"
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This is a knife of a generation or two, one that I do need to get another one of as mine has long since gone 
My story is of abuse, yes, I'm guilty of knife abuse, hard to believe I'm sure
but when I was an electrician, over 27 years ago, yikes! I'm ever so old!
But I digress, back then I had a Buck 110 I got while in the Navy, on board
those were the knives to carry, they had a rep for being very hard to sharpen
but they also kept an edge for a long time too. So with my Navy 110, not
issued, but purchased in the PX, I was cutting some wires and a fellow brought
in bundle of 3/4" rigid conduit, which had it's steel banding around each end.
He didn't have a pair of cutters to cut those steel bands, SO, I reached and
used my knife, he had a strange look on his face like What the heck are you doing????
I just smiled and said, it'll be ok, I slipped the knife between the conduits and
levered the blade up against the steel banding, Slice right through, well more
probably it sheared it through not really a cutting action if you know what I mean.
and then the other band, I looked at the edge, no harm done! the guy was amazed!
BUT, the lock bar didn't fare out as well, it had bent up from the pressure I
was applying against the band, not good, but, I did prove my point, the blade
could cut through that stuff!!
Just retelling it makes me think to look around for one to have.
Good thread!
G2
My story is of abuse, yes, I'm guilty of knife abuse, hard to believe I'm sure
but when I was an electrician, over 27 years ago, yikes! I'm ever so old!
But I digress, back then I had a Buck 110 I got while in the Navy, on board
those were the knives to carry, they had a rep for being very hard to sharpen
but they also kept an edge for a long time too. So with my Navy 110, not
issued, but purchased in the PX, I was cutting some wires and a fellow brought
in bundle of 3/4" rigid conduit, which had it's steel banding around each end.
He didn't have a pair of cutters to cut those steel bands, SO, I reached and
used my knife, he had a strange look on his face like What the heck are you doing????
I just smiled and said, it'll be ok, I slipped the knife between the conduits and
levered the blade up against the steel banding, Slice right through, well more
probably it sheared it through not really a cutting action if you know what I mean.
and then the other band, I looked at the edge, no harm done! the guy was amazed!
BUT, the lock bar didn't fare out as well, it had bent up from the pressure I
was applying against the band, not good, but, I did prove my point, the blade
could cut through that stuff!!
Just retelling it makes me think to look around for one to have.
Good thread!
G2
Wow! That is another way I too have abused mine. I forgot I used to do that at the nursery and on construction sites. Slices right through.
I also used to use mine as a can opener. Set the point, punch it through and lever against the can rim. The curve of the point end gets a bit dull and it scratches like a stray dog but it gets the beans out....
I also used to use mine as a can opener. Set the point, punch it through and lever against the can rim. The curve of the point end gets a bit dull and it scratches like a stray dog but it gets the beans out....
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rhino said:
Poor 420HC is SOOOO under rated.... For the price I couldnt even imagine pickin' on it...
Anyway my 110 story goes like this.
I NEVER was into the 110... NEVER!!!
I held one of the Wal Mart 110's at a gun show in January of 2006.
I bought one...I bought another 110 a week or 2 later... and maybe another a week or 2 later. All different variations of course. And now (for someone who didn't collect 110's) they seem to be multiplying like mice? I dont know how they accumulate so fast but they just seem to! I think it may be Buck fever! And it doesnt help everytime I get on BF I see another one!!
WHAT FUN THOUGH!!!!!
Jim
Edited : DIDN'T collect 110's!
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There I was . . .
Alone (well, not alone, but it felt that way) . . . in my living room . . .
Suddenly, two battle packs of Guatemalan military surplus ammo (IMG M193 5.56x45mm 55gr FMJ) came at me from nowhere!
I braced myself to absorb the brunt of the impact while bringing forth my trusty Buck 110 with BG-42 wonder steel.
After locking in mortal combat for nigh unto fifteen minutes, I emerged victorious! Seven hundred and twenty rounds were in the ammo can and the cardboard boxes and plastic battle packs were reduced to shadows of their former selves, fit only for the trash.
Once again, my Buck and I saved the day!
Alone (well, not alone, but it felt that way) . . . in my living room . . .
Suddenly, two battle packs of Guatemalan military surplus ammo (IMG M193 5.56x45mm 55gr FMJ) came at me from nowhere!
I braced myself to absorb the brunt of the impact while bringing forth my trusty Buck 110 with BG-42 wonder steel.
After locking in mortal combat for nigh unto fifteen minutes, I emerged victorious! Seven hundred and twenty rounds were in the ammo can and the cardboard boxes and plastic battle packs were reduced to shadows of their former selves, fit only for the trash.
Once again, my Buck and I saved the day!
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mean while next door:
wow i could hardly wait as i rushed in from the street with the box i had jest gotten!
i had been in the hot tub watching this truck with these men in brown jumping next door, and as i looking around the corner they spoted me and called to me "here's yours", tossed a box and rushed off, did a 180 in the middle of the street and were GonE!
as i read the return address i felt a rush of excitement, i felt for my trusty S30V 110 to rip its guts open but it was not there !
Silly me, i had been in the hot tub (californian style) and was not dressed for public exposure [i had only been peeking around so as to see what that gun crazy nut next door had gotten now...]
so.. feeling naked with out the S30V i lowered the box to a discriminating level and went in side to open it. i could not locate the S30V any ware!
i looked here and there, under the kids crib and even checked the wife's junk drawer but to no avail...
i mean , this box was from buck knives and i could not open it with jest any thing ! every one knows that is BAD karma!
then i remembered ... the tackle box - there i had a buck fish locker knife! Yea that would do as it was a buck also! yea...
so i rushed to the garage to find that tackle box... there it was under the work bench... i reached way under and had to get my hands way under as i bent over to reach it and did not see the cat, Oooh with one swipe of his paw i felt as if i had located the S30V the hard way... i came up and forgot that the bench vise was ...
later i awoke to the wife's giggles as she asked if i was OK and i said this happened because i could not find my belt knife as she called it and she said "hun it is in the laundry ware you left your pants when you got in the hot tub." i looked for the box from buck an did not see it... "were is my box" i asked.
"oh that was not your box hun... it was mine were i ordered a 107 some thing for a kitchen knife. i mean you talk so much on that one you carry i thought i would try one" i growned as i picked my self up and felt to see if i had any blood were it hurt so bad an did not have any...
all this and then she tells me "and don't you take any of my cutting knives out of this kitchen or i will get one of yours" so i jest said yest dear as i went to find some ice ...
wow i could hardly wait as i rushed in from the street with the box i had jest gotten!
i had been in the hot tub watching this truck with these men in brown jumping next door, and as i looking around the corner they spoted me and called to me "here's yours", tossed a box and rushed off, did a 180 in the middle of the street and were GonE!
as i read the return address i felt a rush of excitement, i felt for my trusty S30V 110 to rip its guts open but it was not there !
Silly me, i had been in the hot tub (californian style) and was not dressed for public exposure [i had only been peeking around so as to see what that gun crazy nut next door had gotten now...]
so.. feeling naked with out the S30V i lowered the box to a discriminating level and went in side to open it. i could not locate the S30V any ware!
i looked here and there, under the kids crib and even checked the wife's junk drawer but to no avail...
i mean , this box was from buck knives and i could not open it with jest any thing ! every one knows that is BAD karma!
then i remembered ... the tackle box - there i had a buck fish locker knife! Yea that would do as it was a buck also! yea...
so i rushed to the garage to find that tackle box... there it was under the work bench... i reached way under and had to get my hands way under as i bent over to reach it and did not see the cat, Oooh with one swipe of his paw i felt as if i had located the S30V the hard way... i came up and forgot that the bench vise was ...
later i awoke to the wife's giggles as she asked if i was OK and i said this happened because i could not find my belt knife as she called it and she said "hun it is in the laundry ware you left your pants when you got in the hot tub." i looked for the box from buck an did not see it... "were is my box" i asked.
"oh that was not your box hun... it was mine were i ordered a 107 some thing for a kitchen knife. i mean you talk so much on that one you carry i thought i would try one" i growned as i picked my self up and felt to see if i had any blood were it hurt so bad an did not have any...
all this and then she tells me "and don't you take any of my cutting knives out of this kitchen or i will get one of yours" so i jest said yest dear as i went to find some ice ...
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in reading were you and your wife were watching the biding on a set of buck kitchen knives i rembered i wrote this and had hoped rhino and others would post funny or dead pan once upon time tales of the knife...
but i thought i would bring this up as i got such a lafe of you and her on two coupeters didding togeather and that she likes the kives also
yea show this to her!
but i thought i would bring this up as i got such a lafe of you and her on two coupeters didding togeather and that she likes the kives also
yea show this to her!
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Your stories are cracking me up Dave! She decided those went too high so we didn't go for it. They would have been a good match for the Empress Trio set tho... Maybe next time. Thank goodness she hasn't gotten into bidding on them.....as yet.....
Meanwhile, back to the 110, The hot little mail chick came bouncing up to the front door a few days ago with this package, and as I was signing for it, she said she hoped it was ok, because it looked like it was packaged in a 3-piece takeout chicken box. I told her it probably was because the guy that sent it was called "Crasy Dave".
Ok, Ok, the package was those titanium 110's....
:thumbup:And the 110 sagas of the Rhino.....LMAO!!!!!!!!
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tease me again and i wont 'Insure' the mail lady comes to the door!!!! i have on more to send hummmm gen delvery maby..
hay rhino! more storyes from the next door neabor!!!!? seems i seen you triming some ... ugh .... what you call the thing in your yard? you know its that same thing that Gary W. Graley has in his... on the other side of the street...
hay rhino! more storyes from the next door neabor!!!!? seems i seen you triming some ... ugh .... what you call the thing in your yard? you know its that same thing that Gary W. Graley has in his... on the other side of the street...