It was in 71 0r 72. Dad was watching football, drinking a Shlitz. I was a toddler, found his pocket knife, a stockman and brought it out to him. He told me to stay away from it, as I might get hurt. He put the knife back in the other room. I went back and got the knife, somehow got a blade open, and cut my left thumb. I cried and went to Dad looking for sympathy, but found none. He took the knife away and went back to his beer, telling me that knives were for big boys. The following year he gave me an old Boker folding knife, which opened VERY stiffly. He figured I would be OK, as I couldn't get it open. I was only supposed to use it under his supervision. My Grandfather then came to visit, and when Dad was distracted cooking Dinner, Gramps oiled and sharpened my knife for me. I was so proud. He said there was no use having a dull knife that I couldn't open. Dad was pissed when he came back and found me holding the razor sharp knife...LOL!!! I never forgot that. I still have that old Boker. I have been addicted to sharp weapons/tools ever since. Growing up in the 80's, all my friends carried knives; Gerbers, Ka-Bars, boot knives, Buck knives, Daggers, F/S fighting knives, throwing knives, etc. This was the 80's, Rambo First Blood and Red Dawn were out. Ronnie was in office and Behnard Goetz cleaned up the subways of NYC. Cutlery World sold knives right in the middle of the Maine Mall. We just knew the Russkie's were going invade, or a bad guy was going to attack, so we had our blades nearby just in case...LOL!!! I remember certain Teachers knew we had knives, but they didn't flip out, they just said "keep it out of sight, or it belongs to me". Kind of an unofficial don't ask, don't tell policy. The school's official policy was of course "No Weapons". We were not dangerous, psycho kids that make CNN headlines, just normal teenage boys. These knives were for the most part carried for "show and Tell" amoung ourselves. I think in psycho-babble lingo this is known as Reciprocal interaction amoung peers (Piaget?). Anyhow, Collecting Guns and knives just somehow always seemed much more interesting and usefull as oppossed to baseball cards and stamps...LOL!