I’m sure I’ve shared these stories before... but why not?
My first Buck knife was a Buck 110, it was gifted to me on Christmas morning by my parents, it came in a gift tin with a bottle opener in the silhouette of a deer head. I spent the morning opening and closing that monster of a knife and smelling the fresh oil on the knife, at the time we all thought it smelled similar to the tarsal glans on the whitetails here on the farm, kind of curious, but also fitting.
A few months after getting my knife I sent myself to the emergency room for 3 stiches on my left index finger, I still have the scars and the memories, but the 110 slipped from my pocket a few months before my first hunting season. I’m shocked I didn’t feel the weight drop out of my pocket, but such is life.
I must have been a good boy that year, or my parents were as excited about hunting season as I was because they also gifted me a Buck 102 woodsman on Christmas morning that I still hunt with on a regular basis.
My first hunting season my dad taught me how to field dress my little 6 point buck with that 102 and as he handed me back the knife he said, “This is the last one I’m doing, you can do the rest”. He died in a car accident about a month before the start of the next season and his words fell true in a hollow manor. I remember going up to the coroners to pick up his belongings, a Buck 110 in a belt sheath, his belt, a little Case/Zippo stainless executive knife I had given him a year before and some other things.
I still have his 110, it sits in my night stand next to the bed. I remember my mom getting him that knife after he became jealous of my older brother and I having one.
I’m happy to have a Buck as a forum knife because of the many Buck knives that have been in my family. I could write a book on all of those knives and the people that use them.
My brother has scars from the Bucklite my dad used for years, my uncle’s little Buck 704 that is still covered in white paint from his job as a contractor, my grandfather’s 704 that was lost and found more times then any knife I’ve known, the 303s my uncles carry during trout season.... the list goes on.
I got one and I’m in.