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Well gentleman, I would like to share a little of my recent life with you all, (trust me, there is knife content), if you don' mind?
After an auto accident my mom had to raise my brothers and I on her own. She worked hard to provide for us as well as being there all along to teach us. For nearly 8 years she put aside her youth to help grow us into respectable men. I appreciate the labor it took. Early morning trips to the hunting stand, late evenings spent fishing the rivers, picking my brother and I up everyday from our first jobs, we were farm hands.... it didn't matter, she was there, no matter the season, or the hour she would drop it all to be there for us.
In all those years she pushed me along in my foray into traditional knives, her own passion for pocket cutlery fueled mine and so she allowed me the guilty pleasure of collecting pocket knives instead of always paying "rent", or buying the actual things I needed. She instilled in me a lot of qualities that don't come naturally, for that I can't help, but be thankful.
Earlier this year she found the love of her life and had to leave the farm to be with him. He is only a state away and she still has to come back to our farm half the year, that's tough on them both, but they are special people and they make it work!
When I first met the man that would become my mom's husband I sat across from him at dinner. I sized him up like any good son would and decided that if he got out of hand I could take care of it, (I knew in a matter of seconds after first meeting him I would never have to). The conversation quickly turned to our passion's; hunting. We swapped stories as we enjoyed our dinner and I got this funny feeling that I would be seeing more of this Michael guy.
Fast forward and the wedding bells have rung. I wanted to welcome Michael into the family right and what better way to do that then share some of my favorite things?
I wanted to give him something special, something I had made mine and something he could make his. First, I decided to give Michael my trusted Remington 870 Wingmaster 12 gauge shotgun. This gun has a lot of history with me and I can't help but look at it and think of those times. Next, I wanted to share something from my home state, something that he could use everyday. What better a thing then a Great Eastern Cutlery pocket knife?
The hunt began!
I pre-selected a model, a #72 lockback and it had to be in stag, my favorite handle material. Little did I know that just a few more months down the road GEC would be grinding out a new batch. I started right here in the forums and went to the exchange, at first my luck was running dry. I went through all the current dealers inventory and nothing! Before I could even contemplate a different model, or even a different scale, I looked once more at the exchange and low and behold one had just popped up! My good friend Trevor was parting with one he had acquired a while back and it was mint. I contacted him promptly and before I knew it the knife was on it's way to my door.
Michael's eyes lit up when I handed him the tube and he looked up and said "what's this"? In a few seconds the wax paper was unrolled and the gnarly stag filled his hand. A truly perfect example of Great Eastern's abilities. Even though the #72s have a tendency to have a bit of blade play this one locked like a vault.
Each time I see him, I get to clean it up and touch the edge up. This knife went from being beautiful to being flat out gorgeous!
Here are some pics.
Factory fresh!
And after a couple months of service.
And most recently.
Thank you all for letting me share!
I would love to see some before and after stags if you guys have any pics? They mellow out in such an amazing way!
Thanks guys
After an auto accident my mom had to raise my brothers and I on her own. She worked hard to provide for us as well as being there all along to teach us. For nearly 8 years she put aside her youth to help grow us into respectable men. I appreciate the labor it took. Early morning trips to the hunting stand, late evenings spent fishing the rivers, picking my brother and I up everyday from our first jobs, we were farm hands.... it didn't matter, she was there, no matter the season, or the hour she would drop it all to be there for us.
In all those years she pushed me along in my foray into traditional knives, her own passion for pocket cutlery fueled mine and so she allowed me the guilty pleasure of collecting pocket knives instead of always paying "rent", or buying the actual things I needed. She instilled in me a lot of qualities that don't come naturally, for that I can't help, but be thankful.
Earlier this year she found the love of her life and had to leave the farm to be with him. He is only a state away and she still has to come back to our farm half the year, that's tough on them both, but they are special people and they make it work!
When I first met the man that would become my mom's husband I sat across from him at dinner. I sized him up like any good son would and decided that if he got out of hand I could take care of it, (I knew in a matter of seconds after first meeting him I would never have to). The conversation quickly turned to our passion's; hunting. We swapped stories as we enjoyed our dinner and I got this funny feeling that I would be seeing more of this Michael guy.
Fast forward and the wedding bells have rung. I wanted to welcome Michael into the family right and what better way to do that then share some of my favorite things?
I wanted to give him something special, something I had made mine and something he could make his. First, I decided to give Michael my trusted Remington 870 Wingmaster 12 gauge shotgun. This gun has a lot of history with me and I can't help but look at it and think of those times. Next, I wanted to share something from my home state, something that he could use everyday. What better a thing then a Great Eastern Cutlery pocket knife?
The hunt began!
I pre-selected a model, a #72 lockback and it had to be in stag, my favorite handle material. Little did I know that just a few more months down the road GEC would be grinding out a new batch. I started right here in the forums and went to the exchange, at first my luck was running dry. I went through all the current dealers inventory and nothing! Before I could even contemplate a different model, or even a different scale, I looked once more at the exchange and low and behold one had just popped up! My good friend Trevor was parting with one he had acquired a while back and it was mint. I contacted him promptly and before I knew it the knife was on it's way to my door.
Michael's eyes lit up when I handed him the tube and he looked up and said "what's this"? In a few seconds the wax paper was unrolled and the gnarly stag filled his hand. A truly perfect example of Great Eastern's abilities. Even though the #72s have a tendency to have a bit of blade play this one locked like a vault.
Each time I see him, I get to clean it up and touch the edge up. This knife went from being beautiful to being flat out gorgeous!
Here are some pics.
Factory fresh!
And after a couple months of service.
And most recently.
Thank you all for letting me share!
I would love to see some before and after stags if you guys have any pics? They mellow out in such an amazing way!
Thanks guys
