When I was 18, my father and grandfather took me out and bought me a navy blue suit, black dress shoes, shirts, and ties. As I went out on my own, I would be ready for job interviews, weddings, and funerals. As a high school graduation gift, my parents gave me a little silver pocket knife from Tiffany's. It was engraved with my initials, and it became my "dress knife," for use whenever I wore that navy pinstriped suit. It was in a pocket of my tuxedo jacket on my wedding day.
Occasionally, I would misplace it for a few months. After all, I seldom carried it. I had my Bucklite and SAK Camper for real knife duties. About 7 or 8 years ago, my wife and I moved our bedroom downstairs, and the little silver dress knife was lost in the move. I always hoped it would turn up. I never gave up on it. My father died in '89, and such things became more important to me, a way to remember who gave me the gift.
When we sold the house and packed up for our move to California, I searched in vain for the little knife. The new job was paying movers to pack us up. I held out hope that they would find it and box it up. But my hope was waning.
850 miles later, as we unpacked our mountain of boxes, I came to one labelled, "Scott-closet." As I picked up the box, I heard a faint, little clunk as something moved in the bottom of the box. "Wouldn't it be great," I thought, "if that was my little pocket knife Dad gave to me. But no, that knife was lost almost 10 years ago..."
I made my way through the box, and what did I find at the very bottom?
It's not a great knife, to be honest. Sterling silver covers on a cheap German-made knife that is really only capable of an emergency manicure. But the sentimental value can not be measured.
I keep it safe now, in a special drawer with my other treasures: two pre-WWII Case knives from my grandfather who died in '91. It still makes the trip if I have a wedding, funeral, or fancy dress party, but just for old times' sake.
Now I usually take along another dress knife, in case I need a real knife to do real knife stuff. Here is my dressy TC Barlow with "Ivory Bone" covers.