I found a small sebenza in a parking lot of a gun store two years ago. It had initials ingraved in it, and it was obvious that it was a worry bead for someone as it had almost an indention where someone had rubbed their thumb on the scales over and over in one spot. I ran ads in all the local papers, as well as a few online local publications. Several weeks later, a man called almost in tears, described the knife perfectly, and wanted to pay me to retrieve the knife. No money was exchanged, as it was enough for me to return such a used beauty to its rightful owner. Words can not describe how thankful he was. It made me feel quite good. A week later I came home and found a new s30v kershaw blur in my mail box with a heartfelt note attached. That man has actually become a good friend and we often get together and talk knives as well as compare new blades.