Do you still have your first knife?

Yes, from my grandad for achieving tenderfoot in Boy Scouts many moons ago. It is a Boker 9573 and used it on many camping trips (lost the pin on one of those survival camps) and other related crafts through to achieving Eagle Scout.
That knife served me well as my carry for years afterward and still does in a kitchen drawer for boxes and envelopes. I've been meaning to give this knife a good cleaning it deserves...

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Still have mine and my fathers. Mine is a Sak from the 60’s his is a Dwight Devine Boyscout knife from the 30’s i think. The Camillus is my second knife that was bought new by my mother when I was in CubScouts

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Long gone are my first $.79 cent folders from the corner variety store. You know the ones without any lock that would close up on your fingers LOL Lost or traded off for fireworks I could not legally buy in my crap state. Don't see too many of them anymore. Must admit we have much more sturdy stuff to choose from these days even though the cost is often much more. Worth it in my opinion.
 
My first knife was a benchmade 635. Regretted to this day that I sold it. This was almost 20 years ago.
That's a hell of a first knife. The ol' Mini Skirmish!

Edit: I've had a knife collection since I can first remember. It started with a swiss army knife, I can't remember the brand. Then I just kind of found and somehow acquired a small knife here and there. I used to have this cool small wooden box and I kept all my knives in it. Even back then I'd go to my knife box all the time and play with them. I mainly used them to whittle. I grew up out in the country and was always outside. My parents wouldn't let me hangout inside and watch tv or play video games. Even when I had a friend over they'd shove us outside haha. And for that I'm thankful.
 
Thanks! Chip is the miracle worker on this one. A prior owner hD carved his name into the show-side scale. He did a great job of fixing it.
 
Well, kind of. My son has it.

Several years ago, after my Mom died, my brothers, sister, and our families got together to clean out her house & get things ready for auction. My son, who's 45 years old, came down from the attic with an old cigar box full of old Barlows, scout, and electrician's knives. Most had our initials crudely scratched in the handles. We always thought we lost those knives, but evidently, when we'd let them laying around, Mom would "put them away" for us.:) My brother & I looked them over, and decided finders keepers, and gave the whole box to my boy.
 
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