The one in my pocket.

. It’s all just stuff. You get to be a caretaker of it awhile...but you can’t take it with you.
I have 20 or so in my top drawer, and my mother - who is twice divorced and is living with a man for years now (she won’t marry him...she doesn’t want to be the 3x divorcee...) came to visit with her ‘fella’ the other day. He has been really good to her, and they have been together awhile, and he is a handy tinkerer kind of guy who spends a lot of time in his “shop” out in the garage making birdhouses and whatever else he dreams up. He’s pretty talented.
Anyhow they came by for a bbq last weekend and I asked him if he had a pocket knife. He said no, but he keeps a knife on his workbench. I pulled out the top drawer...set it on a table...and asked if he would like to pick one.
He ended up looking at them all, but said no thanks he just wouldn’t carry it. He doesn’t need the ‘extra weight’ he said. Was kinda cool seeing his eyes light up over an 18
Pattern case...but in the end he just didn’t want one. He didn’t want to take anything he wouldn’t use.
I have a lot of respect for that.
My father in law I did the same thing with when I only had a half dozen knives five or six years ago I want to say. I gifted him a Gec half Congress in St Paddy’s day acrylic and he carries it every day. Every time he comes by the house he is always bringing it out saying “willya sharpen it” or “pass that over that strop of yours....” I have tried to show him different knives I have acquired thinking he might want a change but he flatly refuses. He loves that thing. He called me in a lather a couple years back thinking he lost it somewhere - I told him that would be a tough one to find a replacement of...he found it though later that day.

He was in a panic. Hope that don’t stop his clock!