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I have to tell you all this story...
In 1998 I joined the Army and headed of to Basic Training at Ft. Knox. My dad was proud of my decision and so was my mom. It was a dream I had to be a soldier just like my dad and my great great grandfather who was gassed in WWI....but i digress.
My dad gave me a spyderco ladybug in green with a ps blade. Now we were told we could have NO KNIVES of any kind..including multitools.(weird huh, here is an automatic rifle and ammo but you cant carry a knife). well I said screw it, I carried a Jess Horn maroon micarta all through high school and i wasnt going to stop now...
on the day we get there we go through all the bs of de bussing and stuff and we go through a shake down. I cant tell you how many dudes lost their SAKS and Leatherman's and the like...but I slipped under the radar....even though our DS saw it...he just laughed and said it was so small that he didnt care. I was so relieved. I used that thing EVERY day for just all the mundane things a private in basic can use it for. Opening what mail i got to string trimming to cutting 100mph tape, and once we were in the field I was the go to guy for everything almost...." can you cut open my MRE?" "can you cut this Paracord?" just about an everyday thing....that little knife stayed with me through all my training including the confidence and assault courses and even graduation. It was dummy corded to my left pocket, I wasnt going to lose that little gem.
After graduation I went home for a few days to rest up and get ready for AIT and my dad gave me a new endura for a gift....While I loved it, it stayed home and the ladybug went to Ft. Sill/Ft. Lewis/Ft. Knox with me instead. Were I went, it did too. I carried the little fella for somewhere close to 4 years before giving it back to my dad when I got out.....We still own it and in a collection of close to 300 spydercos, it means the most to us.
Thanks Spyderco, thanks for everything.
In 1998 I joined the Army and headed of to Basic Training at Ft. Knox. My dad was proud of my decision and so was my mom. It was a dream I had to be a soldier just like my dad and my great great grandfather who was gassed in WWI....but i digress.
My dad gave me a spyderco ladybug in green with a ps blade. Now we were told we could have NO KNIVES of any kind..including multitools.(weird huh, here is an automatic rifle and ammo but you cant carry a knife). well I said screw it, I carried a Jess Horn maroon micarta all through high school and i wasnt going to stop now...
on the day we get there we go through all the bs of de bussing and stuff and we go through a shake down. I cant tell you how many dudes lost their SAKS and Leatherman's and the like...but I slipped under the radar....even though our DS saw it...he just laughed and said it was so small that he didnt care. I was so relieved. I used that thing EVERY day for just all the mundane things a private in basic can use it for. Opening what mail i got to string trimming to cutting 100mph tape, and once we were in the field I was the go to guy for everything almost...." can you cut open my MRE?" "can you cut this Paracord?" just about an everyday thing....that little knife stayed with me through all my training including the confidence and assault courses and even graduation. It was dummy corded to my left pocket, I wasnt going to lose that little gem.
After graduation I went home for a few days to rest up and get ready for AIT and my dad gave me a new endura for a gift....While I loved it, it stayed home and the ladybug went to Ft. Sill/Ft. Lewis/Ft. Knox with me instead. Were I went, it did too. I carried the little fella for somewhere close to 4 years before giving it back to my dad when I got out.....We still own it and in a collection of close to 300 spydercos, it means the most to us.
Thanks Spyderco, thanks for everything.