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I suppose you all have heard stories about "Grandfather's" knives, so here's mine.
My grandfather passed in 1986 and when we were asked what keepsakes we wanted, I asked for 3 things: his pocket knife, a bandana he used when he worked in the field and an old worn out asparagus knife. He worked as a migrant farm worker most of his life and I never knew him NOT having a knife.
A few days ago, I came across his knife. It had been sitting in an old cigar box in the garage. I would see it now and again over the years, wipe it down and put it away. I started to look it over as usual but this time I felt I needed to do something more deserving of this momento to his life.
It's a Boker Scout Knife. That's all I know. I have an idea where but not when he may have purchased it.
Here's how it looked when I re-discovered it:
After several hours of cleaning, polishing and repair: I refilled the hole in the scale with a spent pistol cartridge. I thought it would go well with the brass pins and also straightened out the bail and applied some mineral oil to the scales. The blades and tools just needed a good cleaning and a coat of oil.
Here it is re-united with his bandana and asparagus knife.
Here he was as a young man. I think this may have been in the 1930's.
My grandfather passed in 1986 and when we were asked what keepsakes we wanted, I asked for 3 things: his pocket knife, a bandana he used when he worked in the field and an old worn out asparagus knife. He worked as a migrant farm worker most of his life and I never knew him NOT having a knife.
A few days ago, I came across his knife. It had been sitting in an old cigar box in the garage. I would see it now and again over the years, wipe it down and put it away. I started to look it over as usual but this time I felt I needed to do something more deserving of this momento to his life.
It's a Boker Scout Knife. That's all I know. I have an idea where but not when he may have purchased it.
Here's how it looked when I re-discovered it:
After several hours of cleaning, polishing and repair: I refilled the hole in the scale with a spent pistol cartridge. I thought it would go well with the brass pins and also straightened out the bail and applied some mineral oil to the scales. The blades and tools just needed a good cleaning and a coat of oil.
Here it is re-united with his bandana and asparagus knife.
Here he was as a young man. I think this may have been in the 1930's.
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