Another "Pass it on" Giveaway

I first got interested in "traditionals" was when that's all that was available. :)
my interest was rekindled after the death of my grandfather when my grandmother gave me several of his old pocketknives -- the ones she found in a drawer in his woodworking shop, as opposed to the ones in the house that went to my uncles.
 
I'll try again Daniel.

When I was 12(1974) my brother got a real job, he was 17, and passed on to me the job of mowing and shoveling for the elderly ladies down the street, Martha and Clara Rutz in the huge corner lot. There was always work to do and shoveling always took forever. After the first few times I worked I saved up enough to buy a used Buck 110 from one of the sporting/hobby shops around. That knife was in my pocket every day until I went into the Air Force in 1980. In those days you could take a knife in school because they weren't thought of as weapons they were tools. My mom would complain because the knife would wear a line in my back pocket and eventually tear open. I still own that knife and it is one that I'll never sell or trade.
 
When I was a little boy, about the first or second grade at elementary school, a lot us believed that on St. Nicolaus day (6th of december), Nicolaus would came and he has a fellow with him, a pretty ugly guy with horns, chains, woodenrod and monsterious face like the devil. Here in Bavaria we called the guy Krampus. When you were a bad kid the last year that Krampus would throw you in his bag and carry you in the deep, dark woods behind the house.

This was a real horror story for us little guys and we got really frightened and scared because of that day. Suddenly we came up to this; when we would carry a pocketknife in that time we could be able to cut us out of this bag while he was carrying us. So we all carried knives at that time. Some of us, like me, maybe didn´t want to go without a knife ever since. Maybe this was part of my story...

BTW: The story was told to me since I could think. Theese stories told us our mums, when we were no fine guys to get us under control ;)

Kind regards
Andi
 
Actually it was this site that got me into traditionals , I started on this site being a modern knife person but then saw this area and thought i should (being a knife nut) own at least one traditional. well i bought a case pocket hunter and have been sold on traditional knives ever since.

Thank for the opportunity
 
I'll give it through today, and then lock the thread.

I'm loving all the great stories!

Maybe I should start a thread after this is over and merge the posts with this, so that others on this forum can hear the birth of your life with traditionals.
 
Congratulations Jim!

Now that the contest is over I feel free to post one more story about my grandfather's Schrade Walden 708Y. My son and I were flying to Indiana to be with family not long after all the crazy TSA stuff started. So, I dutifully put my pocket knives in checked baggage. On the way home I forgot. As we walked up to the checkpoint and I reached in my pocket to pull out my change and keys, I was horrified to feel my grandfather's Schrade. What am I going to do? My sister had dropped us off at the curb, so there was no one to give the knife to. I could not bear the thought of this precious part of my family history being confiscated. So I prayed a quick prayer for blindness, put it in the plastic bowl with all my other stuff and waited. As it emerged from the x-ray machine the bowl caught on the gap between the conveyor belt and the surface outside the machine, spilling all the contents on the metal surface. I quickly grabbed the Schrade and all my other stuff, pocketed it and went to our gate. No one saw the knife!

Well, when we got to the gate our flight had been canceled. They said they could put us on the next flight home, but it would be with another airline. Hey, no way I was pressing my luck and going out to another terminal where I would have to go through security again. My son and I took the later flight on the same airline, and spent the next couple hours relaxing in the terminal.

Lesson learned. Now I always check my pockets before leaving for the airport!
 
Congratz to the winner, jimmwalter! Thank you, Daniel for the chance :)

Kind regards
Andi
 
Awe man! This feels so great! The last thing I won was 12 years ago in a high school raffle :P I forgot how great it is!
So excited!
 
Congrats to Jim!

And thanks again to Daniel for being so generous. Some good stories as well.

Glenn
 
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