VorpelSword
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I was a Scout Master for the Boy Scout troop our son was in for 118 months . . .a long time ago. It was a small troop and nearly each of the fathers had been Scout Master at one time or another. We brought in a new group of 11-year-old kids one spring and were doing some training with the older boys. One week end we had a controlled camping event on the property where the trop met. Tent set up, fire building cooking that sort of thin.
One kid needed a knee for some legitimate reason, and I pulled out a nice SAK. Dont recall what model or maker, but it was a practical camper's knife. Other things immediately grabbed my attention. A few hours later I asked for my knife back. It was in his tent. Ok, and we did other things. Next morning, I asked for it again . . .not to be found. I insisted and he went through all his stuff again. Now the kids' father was involved and getting stern with the kid. And I knew this father. If this knife didn't turn up, the kid was in for a serious stretch of "re-education." And so,I let it go. Refused to make any further issue out of it and dropped it.
W#ell, who among us has never lost a knife?
Time passes and life goes on. The kid in question eventually became an Eagle Scout. I was around for most of that transformation, and he had matured into the young man who deserved the award. As part of the presentation, I publicly gifted him a really nice SAK with the Boy Scout logo. But there was a little catch to it. I had the blade engraved with his name on one side and the date of the Eagle ceremony on the other. I don't think he ever got to carry it let alone cut anything with it as his mother enshrined it in the china cabinet!
One kid needed a knee for some legitimate reason, and I pulled out a nice SAK. Dont recall what model or maker, but it was a practical camper's knife. Other things immediately grabbed my attention. A few hours later I asked for my knife back. It was in his tent. Ok, and we did other things. Next morning, I asked for it again . . .not to be found. I insisted and he went through all his stuff again. Now the kids' father was involved and getting stern with the kid. And I knew this father. If this knife didn't turn up, the kid was in for a serious stretch of "re-education." And so,I let it go. Refused to make any further issue out of it and dropped it.
W#ell, who among us has never lost a knife?
Time passes and life goes on. The kid in question eventually became an Eagle Scout. I was around for most of that transformation, and he had matured into the young man who deserved the award. As part of the presentation, I publicly gifted him a really nice SAK with the Boy Scout logo. But there was a little catch to it. I had the blade engraved with his name on one side and the date of the Eagle ceremony on the other. I don't think he ever got to carry it let alone cut anything with it as his mother enshrined it in the china cabinet!