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This afternoon I took the kids to see my little brother off to college and we stuck around to visit with my grandpaw that basically raised me. He gets his knife roll out and I'm using WD40 and a rag cleaning them and hopefully preventing rust. I found that a couple of his Buck Creeks were rusted real bad and the handles look like they're getting weird. I'm going at them with oil and steel wool trying my best to clean them up for him because my uncle gave them to him over the years (his son who's passed away in 2016) and just because they needed it. He says "take them home with you or throw them away, I don't want a knife that'll rust". He's always been like that. I told him that I think it's the handles gassing off or something causing all the rust. Didn't matter. He wanted me to take them. So I set them to the side and kept cleaning knives.
Then he grabs this HUGE Remington scout knife and fiddles with it and says "This'n here's good'n smooth and its made good it looks like, it's too big for anything but my brother got it for me years ago and I don't need that thing but it's probably worth something". Same with a Camillus sailor knife with a marlin spike. I remember his brother giving them to him when I was a kid and he never did like them. They've just sat in his knife roll all these years. He has never liked a big or heavy knife.
My great uncle was a cowboy type that rode his horse all over the mountains and cut timber until he was well into his 60's, wearing a cowboy hat and boots every day. I looked up to him a lot and it means a lot to me to have two knives he gave Grandpaw. He seemed to like big pocket knives and he used them hard. I have an old Buck 301 that he had got sometime in the mid 70's, the blades are like toothpicks and all blades wobble quite a bit but the thing is sharp. He got his money's worth out of his gear, chainsaws included. After he got up into his 70's he taught his horse to stretch out so he could get in the saddle easier. Until then I'd never seen a man that could control his horse with a wave or a nod but he did. He would dismount and walk when he thought the horse needed a rest. He was a tough old guy that was probably made of steel cable and rocks wrapped in leather but he had a great sense of humor and loved giving people things, everybody loved him. Anyway, back to today's events.
I told Grandpaw that two of his Buck Creeks ain't rusted hardly any. He says "oh they will if them others are, take them too". I told him that my uncle had gave him the copperhead with pink swirl handles for Father's Day 2001. He said "well he's gone, who else am I gonna leave them to"? I can remember it like yesterday, him and my uncle and me sitting at his kitchen table in the old house and my uncle honing both blades on a pink medium grit stone until they were like fresh razor blades. Grandpaw carried that knife every day for a couple years after that every day. I told him not to be surprised when I round up a bunch of stainless pocket knives and bring them over but he said he didn't want that many knives anymore. It makes me worry. He has been fighting bladder cancer since my uncle died and it keeps coming back worse each time.
Another knife is an old yellow handle Cattaraugus. It wasn't real bad but he insisted I take it anyway. It was another gift to him from his boy. While we were talking and I was cleaning his knives he was watching my two boys playing and he said "you're young enough to use all these things, and one day give them to your boys. Kinda like keeping the memory of my brother and your uncle going even though they're gone now". That hit me right in the feelings. He wouldn't hear of me bringing him a bag full of knives that wouldn't rust (easily) but I wish he would, if nothing else but to keep his spirits up through things. But i know better than to push the issue, he can get a might testy when he's pushed so if he wants it this way that's okay.
Some of the Buck Creeks handle scales look like they're rotting or something. I'm wanting to say they're celluliod or some such material but I'm not certain. I figure I'll dump the bad ones in a bucket of oil and try to stop the rust at least. The ice handle knives have never been carried that I'm aware of. I might try to find somebody that can put wood or delrin handles on the ones that the handles are rotting on if I can get this rust issue cleaned up. If anyone knows what's going on with these handles or how to prevent it please tell me.
Enough of my rambling, here they are.
I tried to make the pictures not humongous, hope it worked.
Group photo
The worst ones as far as rust and handle problems
Remington scout knife. I wonder if this is anything similar to the old Remington scout Jackknife talks about that his scout master carried?
Camillus sailor knife
Cattaraugus stockman
Buck Creek he got for Father's Day 2001
Buck Creek large stockman
Then he grabs this HUGE Remington scout knife and fiddles with it and says "This'n here's good'n smooth and its made good it looks like, it's too big for anything but my brother got it for me years ago and I don't need that thing but it's probably worth something". Same with a Camillus sailor knife with a marlin spike. I remember his brother giving them to him when I was a kid and he never did like them. They've just sat in his knife roll all these years. He has never liked a big or heavy knife.
My great uncle was a cowboy type that rode his horse all over the mountains and cut timber until he was well into his 60's, wearing a cowboy hat and boots every day. I looked up to him a lot and it means a lot to me to have two knives he gave Grandpaw. He seemed to like big pocket knives and he used them hard. I have an old Buck 301 that he had got sometime in the mid 70's, the blades are like toothpicks and all blades wobble quite a bit but the thing is sharp. He got his money's worth out of his gear, chainsaws included. After he got up into his 70's he taught his horse to stretch out so he could get in the saddle easier. Until then I'd never seen a man that could control his horse with a wave or a nod but he did. He would dismount and walk when he thought the horse needed a rest. He was a tough old guy that was probably made of steel cable and rocks wrapped in leather but he had a great sense of humor and loved giving people things, everybody loved him. Anyway, back to today's events.
I told Grandpaw that two of his Buck Creeks ain't rusted hardly any. He says "oh they will if them others are, take them too". I told him that my uncle had gave him the copperhead with pink swirl handles for Father's Day 2001. He said "well he's gone, who else am I gonna leave them to"? I can remember it like yesterday, him and my uncle and me sitting at his kitchen table in the old house and my uncle honing both blades on a pink medium grit stone until they were like fresh razor blades. Grandpaw carried that knife every day for a couple years after that every day. I told him not to be surprised when I round up a bunch of stainless pocket knives and bring them over but he said he didn't want that many knives anymore. It makes me worry. He has been fighting bladder cancer since my uncle died and it keeps coming back worse each time.
Another knife is an old yellow handle Cattaraugus. It wasn't real bad but he insisted I take it anyway. It was another gift to him from his boy. While we were talking and I was cleaning his knives he was watching my two boys playing and he said "you're young enough to use all these things, and one day give them to your boys. Kinda like keeping the memory of my brother and your uncle going even though they're gone now". That hit me right in the feelings. He wouldn't hear of me bringing him a bag full of knives that wouldn't rust (easily) but I wish he would, if nothing else but to keep his spirits up through things. But i know better than to push the issue, he can get a might testy when he's pushed so if he wants it this way that's okay.
Some of the Buck Creeks handle scales look like they're rotting or something. I'm wanting to say they're celluliod or some such material but I'm not certain. I figure I'll dump the bad ones in a bucket of oil and try to stop the rust at least. The ice handle knives have never been carried that I'm aware of. I might try to find somebody that can put wood or delrin handles on the ones that the handles are rotting on if I can get this rust issue cleaned up. If anyone knows what's going on with these handles or how to prevent it please tell me.
Enough of my rambling, here they are.
I tried to make the pictures not humongous, hope it worked.
Group photo
The worst ones as far as rust and handle problems
Remington scout knife. I wonder if this is anything similar to the old Remington scout Jackknife talks about that his scout master carried?
Camillus sailor knife
Cattaraugus stockman
Buck Creek he got for Father's Day 2001
Buck Creek large stockman
