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I didn't grow up around knife-carriers. The only member of my family who carries a blade regularly is my grandfather. He's been using the same Buck 112 that he found many years ago. I picked one up as well, found it too heavy for my tastes. I wasn't around him enough for his knife preference to really rub off on me, so I kind of formed my own opinions regarding knife carry.
My first knife was a piece. It was a swap meet find when I was seven, with brown celluloid scales shot through with a lighter tan color. I hesitate to give it a name, because there's no pattern that comes to mind that can describe it. It was a SAK-type knife, but not a knock off.
It had a thin spear blade, a pair of scissors, and a dedicated toenail cleaner that resembled a very tiny spatula. No cap lifter or cork screw, which might have served useful, but an honest to goodness toenail cleaner. Whoever let that designed through QC must have had possession of some good peyote.
As much as I enjoy SAKs and multitools, I can't say that my first knife influences my current choice of pocket carry. I have a tendency to carry whatever strikes my fancy, and am not really monogamous to one particular pattern. I like stockmen, trappers, barlows. I want to picket up a peanut and a congress to test drive, maybe a canoe. I even enjoy a couple different tacticals. My Pacific Salt is still one of my favorite knives, and is in my pocket even when nothing else is.
As time goes by and my knife collection waxes and wanes, I've narrowed down what works for me. I like light knives. Knives that won't pull down your pants moments after slipping them in your pocket. Knives that you have no idea are present until you need a sharp edge. If nothing else, that's what I've gained from my cheaper-than-dirt first knife.
My first knife was a piece. It was a swap meet find when I was seven, with brown celluloid scales shot through with a lighter tan color. I hesitate to give it a name, because there's no pattern that comes to mind that can describe it. It was a SAK-type knife, but not a knock off.
It had a thin spear blade, a pair of scissors, and a dedicated toenail cleaner that resembled a very tiny spatula. No cap lifter or cork screw, which might have served useful, but an honest to goodness toenail cleaner. Whoever let that designed through QC must have had possession of some good peyote.
As much as I enjoy SAKs and multitools, I can't say that my first knife influences my current choice of pocket carry. I have a tendency to carry whatever strikes my fancy, and am not really monogamous to one particular pattern. I like stockmen, trappers, barlows. I want to picket up a peanut and a congress to test drive, maybe a canoe. I even enjoy a couple different tacticals. My Pacific Salt is still one of my favorite knives, and is in my pocket even when nothing else is.
As time goes by and my knife collection waxes and wanes, I've narrowed down what works for me. I like light knives. Knives that won't pull down your pants moments after slipping them in your pocket. Knives that you have no idea are present until you need a sharp edge. If nothing else, that's what I've gained from my cheaper-than-dirt first knife.