I am a knife guy...

I treasure a crude wooden knife carved by my mother, in 1917, when she was a little girl. Figure I inherited it from her, so it's genetic.
 
For me it's the fascination with the way knives and other cutting instruments shape and manipulate our world. What civilization could have formed were it not for our ability to separate matter? I'm also big on edged/ancient weapons because of the way that they shaped society instead of the environment as tools do. Tools shape the world we live in, and weapons--extensions of our species' internal struggles--are the shapers of the world built by tools.
 
When I was 5, my grandmother bought me a small keychain pearl handled slippie. It was love at first sight. Within 5 minutes, I had cut myself and my mother confiscated that knife and I never saw it again. My grandmother bought one for herself also and carried it on her keyring for about (give or take) 45 years. When she was sick, I asked her if I could have that little folder. She agreed and a few months later passed away at the ripe old age of 94. I still have that klnife though I no longer carry it on my keyring for fear of losing it. It brings back fond memories, kind of like a first girlfriend. I've been ga ga about folders for 45 years, I must just have been born that way!:eek::cool:;):thumbup::D
 
My Great Grandfathers carried knives, my Grandfathers carried knives and my Father carried a knife. My first knife was given to me by my Grandfather when I was around 9 years old and my second knife I bought when I was 10 years old. Since then, I have carried a knife in one form or other every day.

I think that my fascination with knife collecting has a number of different causes. Perhaps the oldest cause is the 'hunter/gatherer' instinct of my ancestors, followed by my Scottish heritage. Another reason is that knives represent a link to my happy childhood and finally, I find that the beauty in a nicely designed and finished knife, appeals to an artistic appreciation in me.

I doubt that I will ever stop collecting knives, as each new purchase seems to pave the way for my next purchase. Perhaps it is the thrill of the chase?
 
They are like boobies! Every one is a little bit different and you just have to look at all of them to see what they are like and how they feel in your hand.
 
I blame the Rom Ely Tarzan in the sixtys, every week, whatever the problem solved with a knife. Even killed a lion with it.
 
I was recently helping my mom sort through some photo albums, and I came across a picture of myself as a baby, being held by my dad, with my mom in the picture, and my older brother showing me a picture of a bowie on the back of a magazine... I think that explains it :D
 
When I was Eight, my mother got trapped in the car by a faulty Seat-Belt... Every time she breathed in it would retract a little and lock. She reached into her purse and pulled out a bone-handled buck and slashed that sucker off.
I was hooked.
After that, I started to realize that every older man that I came across carried some sort of knife with them... I have just joined the ranks.
Too bad we don't live in Old west times, so that a guy could carry a big knife on his side like God Intended.
 
I work in tech but have a love for precision made, real things, like knives, guns and watches. I started as a gun guy but I can't carry... watch collecting is a recipe for bankruptcy even faster then guns.. soooooo thanks to this evil forum, its now knives :) They are a nice counterpart to the electronic ether into which I dump my efforts during the day.

Besides have you *seen* and held the CF BG42 milli? Anyone would fall in love with it.
 
It's just another one of those things I like. I do what I like, regardless of popular it is. It's great to be an individual.
 
It's a disorder called Shineahsharpahtacticalosis. People who suffer from this mental disorder tend to flock toward shiny, sharp, or tactical items. Money seems to disappear from their bank accounts baffling their spouses, and holes develop on the edges of their front pockets. They can be easily identified by a clip like growth coming from the front pants pocket, or a sheath like protrusion poking out from under their shirt. They should be avoided or you will be caught up in a conversation about the value of being prepared or the differences between types of steel.
 
They are like boobies! Every one is a little bit different and you just have to look at all of them to see what they are like and how they feel in your hand.
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Couldn't agree more :D
 
I believe knives and guns are complementary goods;)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Complement_good
I have the same problem :eek:
I started out collecting guns
Now I'm on to knives
Good combo I must say

I can't afford to collect cars yet :(
I do have a 84 Bronco I am restoring though

I think a lot has to do with your father
If he carried and used knives
I think you are more likely as well
I guess it is a B.F. Skinner type theory on my part..............
 
All the men on my mother's side of the family were barbers for many generations originating in Germany somewhere. My grandfather gave me a well-used barlow (a bit dull) when i was around 8 and I think that's what started it for me. I have all his old straight & electric razors, shears, stones, pocket knives, end effects. I can't remember a time in my life when I did not have some type of slipjoint, lock back and as of the last 10 years or so liner lock, frame lock and back to slipjoint again from time to time.
 
I'm a car guy too, but finances prevent me from ever building up a decent collection. Car prices, storage, insurance, maintenance...

As to why I like knives, genetic. My grandfather always had a small collection of pocketknives. Never recall him buying one, but he'd find them, people would give him knives, or they'd be promotional items from seed companies. He gave me my first knife when I was 7 or 8...
 
Idk, No ones in my family even OWNS a pocket knife. In fact they're sh-sh-sheeple. But the first time i saw a pocket knife i just fell in love, Any money i get now goes to buying knives.
 
It a knife gene that is in us all knife nuts. I remember liking sharp pointy things ever since I was little.
 
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