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I got this email and asked permission to post it.
Uncle Bill:
I thought you might get a few chuckles out of the following:
My wife took "our" new AK15 to our daughters this morning to help clear a piece of nasty Florida real estate. We have only had the K for about a week, and she had hardly touched it, but did admire the fit and finish. She promised she would let the kids do the actual heavy work.
When I got home this evening I found her cleaning "her" knife and insisting that I drop you a line. She swears that after about five minutes she felt the kamis telling her how to swing it. She continued to do so all day, and was more pleased with herself than I've seen in quite some time.
This may not sound like much, but my wife is 68 years old, and about the size of an average Ghurka (5'4").
Having been married for quite a few years, I recognized the signs and did the only sensible thing I could. I pinned the badge of the 2nd Gurkha Rifles to the lacing on the scabbard, and told her, although I have absolutely no right to do so, that she had, in my eyes, earned the the title of "Honorory Gurkha". Thank you for bringing so much pleasure to a very nice lady.
The downside of this is that I no longer have a K. I may have to visit your web site about this.
Blessings upon you and yours,
Jim Friedel
Uncle Bill:
I thought you might get a few chuckles out of the following:
My wife took "our" new AK15 to our daughters this morning to help clear a piece of nasty Florida real estate. We have only had the K for about a week, and she had hardly touched it, but did admire the fit and finish. She promised she would let the kids do the actual heavy work.
When I got home this evening I found her cleaning "her" knife and insisting that I drop you a line. She swears that after about five minutes she felt the kamis telling her how to swing it. She continued to do so all day, and was more pleased with herself than I've seen in quite some time.
This may not sound like much, but my wife is 68 years old, and about the size of an average Ghurka (5'4").
Having been married for quite a few years, I recognized the signs and did the only sensible thing I could. I pinned the badge of the 2nd Gurkha Rifles to the lacing on the scabbard, and told her, although I have absolutely no right to do so, that she had, in my eyes, earned the the title of "Honorory Gurkha". Thank you for bringing so much pleasure to a very nice lady.
The downside of this is that I no longer have a K. I may have to visit your web site about this.
Blessings upon you and yours,
Jim Friedel
I did warn him that khukuris can be very addictive! 
(as I know only too well 
)
