Back in '83, I took a new SAK Pioneer out of the knife case in my small sporting goods store and used it to help my Dad cut up 10+ big water heater boxes next door. When we were done, my "out of the box" ALOX SAK was still really sharp...I was very impressed so it went into my pocket and I carried it for about 10 years. Timed moved on and it ended up forgotten in my truck toolbox.
We got the call on New Years Day 2006 that wildfires had destroyed my parent's farm and my Dad had been missing about 3 hours. We were 4 hours away and made a quick and stressful trip to the farm.....the wildfires were pushed by 50 mph winds and it looked like a war zone.
My Mom left in a car earlier but Dad had stayed behind to get the dogs and was trapped by the fire at the front gate. He saw a wall of fire about 50 yards high coming from the west, loaded the dogs into the truck and backed under a big tractor shed my FIL had built for him. The fire passed over him like a tornado (he said) and he watched his farm burn and then passed out. Dad was a fireman, retiring as a Captain after 20 years out in West Texas and by using that big shed as a fire break, he saved his life. Dad had Angels with him that day, I have no doubt.
We always hunted and fished at the farm so I had all my gear there including my knife collection which included all my store stock I brought home when I had closed it in '84. Most of my my guns were lost and all of my knives.
Imagine my joy months later when I looked in the truck toolbox!!!!
There it was, my old Pioneer with the ground off keyring that I had carried so long and thought was lost along with everything else.
Here it is with some of the fixed blades I kept.
I later found a few more knives in other places at my house but none brought the joy of when I saw that silver cross on the red background down in my toolbox...and that's why today...I'm a SAK Guy!
Btw, the dogs were fine as well!!!!
