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MAN, does this bring back memories. :thumbup: My dad was in Kiwanis and I used to CHOW down at those pancake breakfasts over at the Methodist Church. No knife content there, but as a kid, I also used to work with him when Kiwanis would sell Christmas trees as a fundraiser. Since I always had a knife in my pocket (even at school) I was their go-to guy (at age - what!? - 9?) when anyone needed to cut the net they wrapped the trees in, or the twine they'd use to tie them onto the roofs of folks' cars.
Yeah, I remember working those Christmas tree fund raisers too, when I was in Key Club....way back when. It was a lot of fun! I can't remember whether or not, I had a knife, but if I had, I know it would not have been a problem. My how things have changed.
I can't remember at what age I got my first knife. I remember when I was in Cub Scouts wondering why they made such a big deal about earning the right to carry a knife (whittling badge, I believe), because I was confident and competent to carry a pocket knife before then. (And none of the knifes had locking blades).
My dad was an avid outdoors man, and trained me to handle knives and guns from the time I could follow instructions. I got my first 20 ga. shotgut at age 6! (it was the same gun that he got when he was 6 ). Interestingly, he would never let me have a BB gun, because he considered them too dangerous, and not respected by children.
Sorry for the rambling, I just got kinda nostalgic when I started thinking back on my youth.
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