first knife

some cheap two blade with AL handles, some india like carving on handles...
My little bro got the green annodized one.

I got the red one. :o

My older brother got the blue one.

I was 5. Yes we all cut ourselves...a little.:)

Lost it in7 years later TN gas station...by the time I realized it was lost there we were on the road.
 
My dad gave me a nice Puma knife ten years ago but its not until recently that i started getting interested in cutlery.
 
Case Peanut.

I was born premature.
Somewhere in that dresser drawer crib was a wittle boy, among the Case Peanut, .22 revolver, ammunition, boxing gloves and whatever else a southern boy needs to start out on this journey called life.

My first Peanut was beautiful brown jigged bone, with chrome vanadium blades.
About two weeks after I was born a yellow handled one with CV blades.

Grandma fixed me up with the Peanuts, and revolver.

I kept getting all these free advertising knives too.

My first fixed, was made from a sawmill blade, one my grandpa , deceased, had made for "hawg killin' time".
Grandma figured a 10 month old grandson, just beginning to walk, needed a hawg killin' knife. I dunno, I was having too much fun watching dawgs point and quail explode.
But hey, grandmas know stuff.

Mentor made me custom fixed from a sawmill blade "just my size, like the big people hand" for my first birthday.
I also received a Hen & Rooster for my first birthday.

I miss grandma, and my mentors.
I was raised right...
 
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the shield says "forest master". it's a decent knife, i rarely use it any more, but it was my first pocket knife. grandma gave it to me when i was 5. holds a nice edge, cut myself plenty with it.

somewhere i have the hatchet she gave me when i was 3ish... my grandma is awesome.
 
Case Peanut.

I was born premature.
Somewhere in that dresser drawer crib was a wittle boy, among the Case Peanut, .22 revolver, ammunition, boxing gloves and whatever else a southern boy needs to start out on this journey called life.

My first Peanut was beautiful brown jigged bone, with chrome vanadium blades.
About two weeks after I was born a yellow handled one with CV blades.

Grandma fixed me up with the Peanuts, and revolver.

I kept getting all these free advertising knives too.

My first fixed, was made from a sawmill blade, one my grandpa , deceased, had made for "hawg killin' time".
Grandma figured a 10 month old grandson, just beginning to walk, needed a hawg killin' knife. I dunno, I was having too much fun watching dawgs point and quail explode.
But hey, grandmas know stuff.

Mentor made me custom fixed from a sawmill blade "just my size, like the big people hand" for my first birthday.
I also received a Hen & Rooster for my first birthday.

I miss grandma, and my mentors.
I was raised right...

Great post.:thumbup:
 
Case 61024 1/2. Not even sure where it came from, but I remember it at around age 10. I am close to 63 now. It sure did get used a bunch. Still have it, but do not carry it any longer. Going to give it to my son when he can appreciate it.
 
I too have long ago lost my first knife ... Mine was an el cheapo, 2 blade Imperial Jack ... That was in the late 70's and the knife couldn't have cost more than $2. The Jacknife has been my favorite from the beginning. I'm not sure if that is because it was my first, or it was my first because I liked the pattern better than the others I could have bought.

Lord, you're telling my story! Imperial two-blade jack. My mom bought it for me at some campground during a cross-country family drive. I cut myself pretty good with it after having it a few days. Somehow I survived.
 
Lord, you're telling my story! Imperial two-blade jack. My mom bought it for me at some campground during a cross-country family drive. I cut myself pretty good with it after having it a few days. Somehow I survived.

Must be something about being away from home that makes a boy want a knife. I got mine at a Ben Franklin store in (or around) Charlevoix Michigan while on vacation. I bought it with my own money, with dad's permission of course.
 
My first traditional was an Opinel #8. After that, it just all went downhill from there. Got hooked on the sodbuster pattern, then SAKs, then started experimenting with Rough Riders and it just snowballed from there. Aesthetically, I really like the way toothpicks look, but functionally, SAKs take the cake.
 
The Dime store I frequented as a kid carried Imperials and they even sold them to us unsupervised at the age of 10 so:eek: Most of my early slippies were Imperials and I once carried 3 or 4 at time. None survived to present day, but the ones I remember were a small two blade imitation pearl (like has been posted), a Barlow, and a scout knife. I don't remember having anything with more than 2 blades with the exception of the Scout.

I later had an obsession of "Packed With Sand" Lockblades:D

My first good quality knife was a Buck 505 with Red Linen Micarta. Bought it when I was in 5th grade.
 
Great knives, and I recall the displays in dime stores, fillin' stations, diners, drugs stores, and everywhere else.

I had these Imperials too. As a brat, my grandma and mentors , parented and mentored me as they did, and I understood how special these "good knives" I had by Case, Hen & Rooster, Boker, Shrade-Walden and the like were.

No offense, just Imperials , Free Adverstising knives, and some other brands were those knives I and other kids could use to save and make sure we did not lose our good knives.

Adults did this too, ladies would buy one for their office desk, or guys would get one for a tool box, or when they were going to be doing something that might mess up a good knife.

Oh how I remember a kid, with some monies from collecting coke bottles and turning them in for money and being with a parent, or grandparent.

That asking real nice and polite to see the cardboard display, or with nose stuck on the glass, pointing to a Imperial they wanted.

This was a rite of passage, and a big deal.
The store employees all knew this, and were honored to be a part of all this.

Little girls have us guys beat no doubt, especially when it comes to working grandpas.

Little boys used their money, and sometimes grandpa "helped".
Little girls got to keep their money as grandpa was wrapped around little fingers and let the cutie pick out a knife and grandpa paid for it.


Re: Meeting girls.
If you are sorta sweet on a gal in Junior HS, present this gal with a MOP Imperial knife and two tickets that cost 35 cents for the picture show.

Keep your mouth shut, as we guys will stutter and make fools of ourselves asking a girl out.

"Oh yessss! Saturday at the Picture Show sounds great to me!"

We held hands, and everything , and I even got a kiss on the mouth, after the bus let her out at her place.

Bus drivers sorta grin and look at you in the mirror after she does that.
My stop was before hers, but hey, it was worth riding that route loop all by myself after she got home, and riding the bus back to mine.
 
Must be something about being away from home that makes a boy want a knife. I got mine at a Ben Franklin store in (or around) Charlevoix Michigan while on vacation. I bought it with my own money, with dad's permission of course.

In my case, I think it was more just having the chance (many days in the car - Denver's a long way from South Florida) to wear down my parents' resolve. :D
 
little SAK when I was about 12. Got stolen from my shoe while at the swimming pool on holiday, along with my shoes and watch :)

I miss the watch more than the SAK.
 
:thumbdn:My first knife was a swiss army.My older brother gave it to me,most likely he did'nt want it. Glad I do'nt have it any more.
 
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My first traditional was a SAK or a knive from Friedrich Herder, not really sure about that.
 
Mine was a Schrade Old Timer Jr. Stockman. I carried it for a decade; the blades were sharpened to toothpicks. Then I got another just like it. I still carry the Jr. Stockman pattern, though not that brand. Schrade RIP.
 
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