birdsbeaks
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Back in the early 1970s, my maternal grandfather gifted my soon-to-be father a stainless Case Eisenhower knife model 06263 in red bone covers. I don't know why it was gifted to him or the knife's condition at the time (or my father's, for that matter - younger than now, I imagine
) - I guess I'll have to interrogate him for the deets. I'm no Case expert and please correct me if I'm wrong, but the tang stamp appears to put this knife in the '65 - '69 era, so I'm assuming it was already a few years old when he got it. I'm envisioning something like the following picture, which is not mine. I wouldn't even know where to obtain green felt. 
My father has always preferred small knives, and carried the Eisenhower (bet you $20 dad has no idea that's what this model is called) daily while helping to maintain the communications infrastructure in South Florida as an employee of AT&T, which became Southern Bell, which became BellSouth, and which returned full circle back to AT&T in time for his retirement. Up and down telephone poles for most of his working life, dad's only problem with climbing up on the roof of his single-story home is me threatening to give his ladders away!
Some time last year after a storm dispatched some massive avocados (not those adorable little egg-shaped black things you find in the store...) into his roof, dad popped up to inspect for damage. While there, he saw something glint in the sunlight which, upon closer inspection, turned out to be the pocket knife he had lost about ten years earlier. He says he remembers clearly the last time he was on that section of roof, and it was shortly after the roof was replaced in 2012. He also says he remembers using the knife to scrape some "mung" off of a section of flashing and figures he must've set it down after that.
So since 2012; a minor hurricane, a couple of tropical storms, countless hours of max UV exposure, sun, rain, heat, earth, wind, and fire! Umm - sorry, there wasn't any fire, I just got carried away. There certainly wasn't any snow either. I don't even recall any frost. Lots of hail, though. All that.
Dad brought it in, ran it under the tap, squirted it with WD-40
, wiped it off, and it's been in his change tray since. In the interim, I had given him a Buck 375 which he, frustratingly, now refuses to trade up from.
Here's the pile side. The knife was laying on this side so it got some protection from the elements:
And the mark side. This side was face up and took the brunt of the weathering. Unsurprisingly, the shield is long gone.
That's it - I'll mention that the knife has excellent walk and talk (better than some current-production ones I've received) with no blade play, and no gaps. Besides the wear to the covers, it is fully functional in all regards. Good job, Case!



My father has always preferred small knives, and carried the Eisenhower (bet you $20 dad has no idea that's what this model is called) daily while helping to maintain the communications infrastructure in South Florida as an employee of AT&T, which became Southern Bell, which became BellSouth, and which returned full circle back to AT&T in time for his retirement. Up and down telephone poles for most of his working life, dad's only problem with climbing up on the roof of his single-story home is me threatening to give his ladders away!
Some time last year after a storm dispatched some massive avocados (not those adorable little egg-shaped black things you find in the store...) into his roof, dad popped up to inspect for damage. While there, he saw something glint in the sunlight which, upon closer inspection, turned out to be the pocket knife he had lost about ten years earlier. He says he remembers clearly the last time he was on that section of roof, and it was shortly after the roof was replaced in 2012. He also says he remembers using the knife to scrape some "mung" off of a section of flashing and figures he must've set it down after that.
So since 2012; a minor hurricane, a couple of tropical storms, countless hours of max UV exposure, sun, rain, heat, earth, wind, and fire! Umm - sorry, there wasn't any fire, I just got carried away. There certainly wasn't any snow either. I don't even recall any frost. Lots of hail, though. All that.
Dad brought it in, ran it under the tap, squirted it with WD-40

Here's the pile side. The knife was laying on this side so it got some protection from the elements:

And the mark side. This side was face up and took the brunt of the weathering. Unsurprisingly, the shield is long gone.

That's it - I'll mention that the knife has excellent walk and talk (better than some current-production ones I've received) with no blade play, and no gaps. Besides the wear to the covers, it is fully functional in all regards. Good job, Case!
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