Fathers and Grandfathers knives

[CHNeal]

This thread as been all and more then I could have hoped for! Thank you all so very much sharing your treasures with us.

Clay

 

[waynorth]

Good idea for a thread, Clay!! Turned out great!!

 

[315]

I am lucky enough to have a few of my Grandad’s knives he gave me over the years. The first one he ended up making from the blade of a large band saw. I know it’s been used on a ton of fish and game over the years, mostly by him but a little by me.

This one has been posted in the past, his Western he carried during WWII. He gave it to me when I was at his place in Montana bow hunting in 1997. It still sees use on game, including an Idaho Whitetail my daughter took last year.

The last of his is this Frontier. I remember being a kid on the banks of the Mississippi River below the lock and dam at Dubuque Iowa fishing with him. He’d show us how to make a whistle out of a willow branch using this knife. The springs are shot because it got pretty rusted up sitting in his pocket after he was on his floor for a couple days before being found after a fall. Didn’t think it’d be long after that, but 6 more years in the nursing home before he died at the young age of 102.

 

[315]

This is my Dad’s Western, the only game knife he has ever owned. He said he got it from a hardware store when he was 15, he’ll be 80 this fall. It’s first job was castrating hogs He had his initials stamped in the sheath at sometime. He gave it to me about a year ago.

My other Grandpa was a Farmer and a carpenter. As a kid I spent a lot of time out on his little farm. We bailed hay, cut thistles, roofed sheds and houses together. He always had a knife, as any Farmer would, but I never paid any attention to it as it was just another tool. He cured me of chewing tobacco when I was about 6 or 7. He always chewed Red Man and I wanted to be like him so one day I got a chunk to gnaw on. About 30 seconds in I was sweating, green and throwing up while trying to drink the well dry from the kitchen faucet in their old farm house He was laughing his tail off while Grandma was chewing him up one side and down the other. I have never had a desire to chew or dip since that day!!! My Dad gave me this Case and told me it was Grandpa’s, so that’s what I’ll go with.

 

[dsutton24]

Left to right: A random Buck 317, my Grandpa's Schrade, my Dad's Western and my 110, three generations of hunting knives. The photo was taken to answer a question about the size of the 317 compared to various other knives, it doesn't have any significance other than that.

 

[chuck4570]

I’ve enjoyed this thread immensely and I would like to share some knives that I have. I’m lucky enough to have my Paternal Grandpaps hunting knife, he had many pocket knives over the span of years that I was remember, he was a paper handler for a large newspaper so he always needed a sharp knife at work For making clean cuts. He sharpened many knives to toothpicks before getting another one. His hunting knife is another story, I have only known him to use one knife for hunting, and I personally witnessed many deer, rabbits, pheasants, ducks and a couple of bear dressed out with this one knife. Sadly the sheath turned to dust many years ago. Here is a picture of his Kabar.


I also have One of my Dad’s hunting knives and one that he used as a kitchen knife at deer camp. Both of these knives are made by Queen, my Dad worked for a specialty steel company that supplied the steel to Queen for their knives and Queen would send knives back to be tested in the chem/met lab and the guys got to keep them after testing.

 

[Old Hunter]

All of mine came to me through my Dad. The Ulster 58OT belonged to my maternal Grandfather (Poppy); he gave it to my Dad in the late 60's/early 70's when my Dad needed a pocketknife to do something they were working on together. My Dad gave it to me 7 or 8 years ago (it was in a tacklebox when Dad gave it to me - took me a bit of work to clean it up). The Buck 321 Bird Knife was Dad's upland game knife, he only hunted deer one time that I remember, but he was an avid small game hunter and taught all of his four boys to hunt squirrel, dove, and quail. He gave the Buck to me probably ten years ago (when he quit bird hunting - I took him on his last few bird hunts). The Uncle Henry filet knife came to me from Dad about two years ago; Mom and Dad are in their mid-80's now and Dad's health has been going down for some time. His mobility is limited but the last outdoorsman thing he loved to do was go fishing - I took him regularly on my boat - when he gave that up he gave me and a younger brother his rods/reels/tackle (the tackle shown with the knife was his too). Finally the Imperial M-4 Bayonet (I just showed it off in a military knives thread a few weeks back). Like my Dad, I was a career Army Guardsman. When I was mobilized in 1990 for Desert Storm my Dad (retired by then) gave his old bayonet to me - he had brought it back from his overseas tour in Japan in 55/56. I didn't deploy to D.S. but I did to O.I.F. in 2003 - I took the M-4 with me and carried it there (I have no bayonet charges to relate - although I used it to cut the CSM's birthday cake on 1 JUN 2003!) OH

 

[Blake the Blade]

This old Taylor pocket knife was given to me by my father after collecting my grandad's effects after he died. My dad said he carried it always and that it belonged to his father (my great grandfather) before him. It shows a great deal of wear to the main blade and scales and the small blade is completely missing. It still has an edge and I am extremely proud and lucky to have it. The picture shows a photo of my great grandfather and great grandmother, along with his WW1 military pocket watch, and one of my grandad in his beloved shed.

Untitled by Blake Blade, on Flickr

Untitled by Blake Blade, on FlickrUntitled by Blake Blade, on Flickr

 

[K33ncutter]

I have shown this knife in the past a few times but it fits here. My grandfather sent this Case to my dad who was stationed on American Samoa as a Marine during WW2. He was an airplane mechanic and attained the rank of tech sergeant.

 

[Will Power]

This old Taylor pocket knife was given to me by my father after collecting my grandad's effects after he died. My dad said he carried it always and that it belonged to his father (my great grandfather) before him. It shows a great deal of wear to the main blade and scales and the small blade is completely missing. It still has an edge and I am extremely proud and lucky to have it. The picture shows a photo of my great grandfather and great grandmother, along with his WW1 military pocket watch, and one of my grandad in his beloved shed.

Untitled by Blake Blade, on Flickr

Untitled by Blake Blade, on FlickrUntitled by Blake Blade, on Flickr

Moving stuff and authentic gems People who understood common decency too, glad to see you posting again.

Regards, Will

 

[Blake the Blade]

Moving stuff and authentic gems People who understood common decency too, glad to see you posting again.

Regards, Will

Thank you sir, I appreciate that. The knife makes a wonderful letter opener.

 

[glennbad]

I don't think I have ever shared this one before. It is probably my most special knife that my dad owned. It is a well-loved Buck 110. Not sure the story behind this one, if he is responsible for the "sharpening" or what. It is as old as I am though, and it came with a nice handmade sheath.

 

[Ace Rimmer]

As a young boy I remember my father carrying a pocket knife, the same one he carried most of his life. Best I can recall it was a two-blade jack pattern. I don't know when he started carrying it -- maybe when he was in the Navy or perhaps even in school. I don't have it now because sometime in the early 90's he lost it. I wanted to replace it for him but didn't really know what would be a good choice, but after a bit of shopping I settled on a Schrade Uncle Henry 885UH stockman. He passed away a few years after that so I have it now. It shows a bit of wear from good, honest use, which makes me very happy.
Having been a Naval aviator he also had a couple of Kabar Mk II's and a couple of Western G-46-6 "Shark" knives. As a kid I remember the Mk II's being around, and I used to carry and try to sharpen one of them from time to time. I remember him showing me the G-46's once, but don't recall them ever being in use. After he passed away I found all four of those knives. They definitely show their age (the Kabars from handling and use around the farm and the Westerns from being in their sheaths for 70 years) but they're still very serviceable. I don't have a picture of the Kabars right now, but here are the others.

 

[Bastler]

My maternal grandfather's knife. That's it, there's not much of a story to tell.

 

[Bastler]

I forgot about this one. My German grandparents were not the kind to throw things away. I'm thinking about trying to give this poor knife one more chance at life.

 

[Jolipapa]

 

[kamagong]

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That ancient Opinel makes me smile. Worn, but carefully sharpened over the years. It’s obvious the owner valued that knife. You don’t bother personalizing a knife otherwise.

I’ve enjoyed reading your stories. Thanks all.

I wonder if any of our children or grandchildren will have similar memories of us and our knives.

 

[eveled]

These were my Dad’s carving tools.

 

[ismaris]

My grandad's work knife. (He was a surgeon)

 

[eveled]

I have all of my Dads stuff, but these stand out. I know they were his favorites and he had them forever.

From his uncle a Plumb BoyScout Hatchet and a Dwight Devine Scout knife. His Western 2 blade, Buck 110, and PAL mk1.

A solid brass EDDY Belt buckle he loved.