A great short article for anyone who loves traditionals-

Great story - makes you feel like a member of the club just by carrying a pocketknife! OH
 
Great piece StoneBeard, thanks for posting. But you know these guys ain't dead and gone, they're right here on the porch. ;) :thumbup:
 
I remember my father and grandfather always carrying knives... In rural Kansas. I was a younger child of older parents, so if they were alive, dad would be 93 and grandpa almost 110. I don't remember any country stores, but I remember the dark, dusty, musty-smelling feed store, next to the blacksmith's, with wooden floorboards that must have had six inches of bowing or more, which served the same purpose as a hangout for old codgers, even into the '90s. I'm sure all those guys had knives, and not a tactical among them. To me, growing up, a "real" knife was a Case, and if you wanted it to be tougher but uglier, a Buck.
 
Great read! Like this forum it takes me to simpler times. Times in someways I wish I had lived in and times that had breathing room for a man to enjoy himself without all of the legislation to "protect" us. Thanks for posting this article!
 
Reading this, I imagine a young person walking up to the gentleman featured in the first post of the Happy (very) Traditional 4th of July! thread.

"Excuse, me sir? May I have a moment of your time?"
"You bet. Have a seat. What's on your mind?"
"I'm about to buy my first pocket knife and I was wondering whether you could give me some advice."
"I'm glad you asked. First, and very important, a proper pocket knife has two or three blades. No more, no less..."

I hope some day I can play the role of that gentleman.
 
Some of those spots are still around Carl. I'm going to OC the first week of August with family, but I'm going to visit the lower eastern shore VA area. Looks like a much slower pace to me.
 
Great read. Not everything is going by the wayside; even on thePorch there are younger people all the time, posting for the first time. The numbers may not be great, but their will allus be people who love these knives and this place.😎👍
Thanks, Neal
 
Just one more reason I want to find a time machine before I die and go back in time. And unlike Marty McFly, I will have no intention at all of going back to the future. I will stay there.
 
We get that magazine and I read it a while back. Everyone's discussing memories fell inline with me visiting the nice AG Russell store up Bentonville, AR way. Lots of knives and things in the good sized factory store, Cabelas and a big mall near by. AG came out and showed me a new knife they are getting ready to introduce. But, as I left I remembered the first time I stopped at the AG Russell store 20 years ago, a small metal building with a tiny store in the 80% smaller town and I was allowed to go into AG's office to see his collection of knife knic-kacks. Then and today was a far cry different experience. Not sure which was better but it sure was simpler. I guess that is what is really happening the world is getting less simple. I was sworn to not describe the knife but it could not be displayed in this forum anyway.
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Loved the story thanks for sharing. After I read it I patted my pocket and realized I had changed and forgot my knife. Good news is that I was still at home, ran to my drawer, catastrophe averted.

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You are all very welcome and I'm glad it was enjoyed. I'm very grateful to be here on the porch with so many like minded folks. These are worth a look if you also enjoy things from simpler times.

 
My grandfather chewed Brown Mule plug tobacco. His pocket knife was permanently stained from the tobacco. I also dreamed of the day I could afford a Case knife. My first real knife was an Old Timer stockman. I carried it everyday for many years and eventually replaced it with a Case. I have been carrying a pocket knife for over 50 years. Whenever one of us got a new knife, it was proudly showed off at recess. Yes, we brought our knives to school. It was our pencil sharpener. When my grand daughter turned 12 I bought her a Case Trapper. The first thing she did with it was sharpen a pencil.
 
Thanks for sharing this story. It pains me to know that times like that are fading away.
 
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