How did it start for you ?

5 years old...plastic Bowie style Davey Crocket knife...I fake scalped many childhood friends while playing cowboys and Indians with that plastic knife. My one and only knife fight was at age 6. My cousin (same age) and I got in an argument about something. We grabbed a couple butter knives from the kitchen drawer and snuck outside to rumble. My mom caught us circling each other in the front yard and put a stop to the nonsense before either of us got hurt. Started early with a toy...
 
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I got started carrying and using knives because I've always had a need to cut things.
I got started accumulating knives because I wanted a knife that would last forever. And I wanted a good deal on it since I had just broken the poor quality knife that I had paid too much for. So I came to blade forums looking for information. About 200 knives later I still haven't found the one, but I'm willing to settle.
 
I can't remember not liking knives. I just assume my interest in knives is genetic.

As far as my earliest knife memories, my mom (of all people) inherited a collection of little pen knives from her father. She kept them in her jewlery box and I would climb up her dresser and sneak them out every chance I could.

My father worked for the government in a supply capacity. He always brought home TL-29 Camillus electricians knives and the all-stainless camp-styly folders that US troops used back then (blade, screwdriver/bottleopener, can opener, awl). Those were things I played with as a kid before I started getting my own knives.
 
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I bought my first "good" knife back in 1969 when I was a high school senior - it was a Puma Game Warden that cost me $23 dollars. That was a huge investment for me since I was working as a part time busboy ($1.35/hr) and my take home pay was under $30 bucks a week. It didn't make my girlfriend happy since I couldn't take her out that week :D No biggie since that girlfriend is long gone and I still have have my Puma Game Warden. :D Little did I know buying that that knife would trigger a 40+ yr. fascination with high quality cutlery.
 
Do you have a picture of the knife , I don t remember any other knife other then the Swish Army Knife in the back of Boys Life. Then again I think I was only interested in multi
function blades back then. Can you post the add if you have it.
I still have that knife. It ended up in my parents knife drawer and when my father passed away everything was packed up and put in storage. Some day I'll dig it out though. It resembles a smaller version of a Buck 119. Came with a black leather sheath that is long gone now.
 
I didn't get addicted until a few months ago when I was researching a replacement benchmade for the one I had been carrying for the last three years. I watched so many reviews and read so much that I was drawn to collecting. I had been wanting to start a new collection of something for a few months but didnt know what. So this just fell into place.

But three years ago I got hooked on carrying a good knife on me at all times when i noticed my old training partner carrying a blade in his pocket. I asked him about it and he told me it was a benchmade that he got while in Iraq and it would last forever if I got one. He told me about what he put his through while doing two tours in iraq(didnt go into detail but gave me the impression he did a lot of bad things with it) so right then I knew I needed a benchmade knife and never thought I'd own anything else after that day. Haha.
 
I got the traditional pocket knife from my Grandfather when I was around seven. However, the first knife that I bought for myself at around ten, was a 4" fixed, Ka-Bar Hunter, which was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
 
Love of knives, my granddad gave me fixed blade sheath knives as a youngster. Love of bowies arkansas toothpicks came from reading "the Garfield Honour" by Frank Yerby.
The idea I'd like to make a knife (or knives) was initially inspired by a '70's book on Custom knives which had WIPs from a number of makers (before they became really famous). The reality/practicalities of making came about from joining British Blades and then this forum.
 
I used to collect knives around my early teens, pretty strange too, my father wasn't into knives but in the late 90s' he gave me a Spyderco Endura that I had for years as my only EDC. Then when it got stolen, I tried to find a replacement and I ended up on the forums eventually.
 
For me it was when I turned 9 and my uncle gave me a Buck knife (I believe it was a 110) for my birthday. He owned the Hardware Hank in town and sold Buck Knives there so all of the boys in the family got one as sort of a right of passage thing. Where I grew up Buck Knives were the most popular knife, you could see several of the men with them on their belts. A lot of farmers and the like in the area carried them as their go-to knife while in the field and they were great for field dressing and skinning a buck in the fall as well. So, to us getting a Buck Knife was sort a step up the ladder, first you got the knife, then a rifle, then a driver's license ....ect. As boys we considered it a step up in responsibility (in being responsible in the use of it) and you would be expected to get more involved in the "man" work.

Seems old fashioned but in some ways I think boys of today could use more of these sorts of things.
 
Bought my first knife, in 1961, at the ripe old age of 8. While shopping with my parents i spied a knife display at the check-out counter. I don't know what knives were in the display,because i was bewitched by the Imperial "KampKing". I bought it for a dollar and some change, i think dad had to kick in a few cents on the count of tax. That knife sided me on all my boyhood adventures, and there were many. I carried it till i was around 18.I carried that knife so deligently, that my dad felt inclined to leave his on the dresser during family outings. Dad knew i would ALWAYS have my knife, besides, my knife had a bottle and and can opener and he didn't. regards Henry p.s. still have that knife
 
I remember doing the Boy Scout look and taking the knife to school , the Principal was not to fond of the idea. Boy o boy did I get a beat down when I came home that day.
 
Don't even remember precisely when it started but I always loved knives as a kid. In college I finally bought a decent blade and now with a job and this forum its gotten better! Or should I say worse, at least for my wallet!
 
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