Am I Converted?

bdws1975

bdws1975

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Hi All,
When I first got into collecting knives, the Rambo pig-stickers were the knives of choice for me.
Over the years, I have collected mainly tactical knives. You know the kind: half-serrated, thumb stud, black blade, etc.
About 5 months ago, I bought my first slippie. It was a queen dogleg jack with birdseye maple. something happened. I snapped. Or shall I say slipped.
I started selling off all my tactical knives and began buying slippies and some traditional fixed blades. Now, I am only keeping two tacticals, and one is not even a tactical. It's a steve rice folder and has lignum vitae handles and is a wharncliffe style style blade. Not exactly mall ninja gear.
so, all that to say this: I think I have effectively fallen in love with slipjoints. I always felt funny carrying a tactical knife. It always felt a bit out of character for me. don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with them. But give me a slippie and I am at home. I have thoughts of my grandad, solid values, and grandma's patchwork quilts.

anyway, just thought I would share my conversion...:)

Best,
Brett
 
Welcome home, sit down, put your feet up.

Now you need to get a real perculator coffee pot, a cast iron fry pan, and a good pipe with some air curred burley and sit back and tell us about your grandad.
 
jackknife said:
Welcome home, sit down, put your feet up.

Now you need to get a real perculator coffee pot, a cast iron fry pan, and a good pipe with some air curred burley and sit back and tell us about your grandad.
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great advice!

I don't know MUCH about grandad, but his spirit was one that wrapped its arms around our family, and still does.

He was an asbestos worker (the cause of his untimely death) who played the guitar like a hero. He and great grandad had a band. I have some really neat home movies (black and white, with no sound) and he was the guy that would run around nad squeeze all the girls and wrestle with the boys.

I am told he never left home without a pocket knife and he could fix pretty much anything. He loved his family and ultimately gave his life to feed them.

grandma K told stories about him constantly. She loved him so much that after he died, she decided not to get married. To this day, every time I get together with my aunt gladys and arlene, they tell stories of the fun they had. They speak with such love it's hard not to feel like i know him.

thanks for the trip down memory lane.

Best,
Brett
 
Welcome! This is a great forum to learn and share. I think a lot of folks here can relate to your transition. The change can kind of "slip" up on you. ;)
 
fewpop said:
Welcome! This is a great forum to learn and share. I think a lot of folks here can relate to your transition. The change can kind of "slip" up on you. ;)
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Sure can. I don't think I will ever be without my Steve rice liner lock folder, but I also will not be without my trusted slippie. I have fallen in love and think it's going to be a lifelong love affair....(don't tell amanda).

Brett
 
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