I didn't even have my Schrade 834 stockman 12 hours before it was confiscated!

Very glad you got your knife back!!!


I'm not an "Old Timer" but I never had a problem with my knives at school.

I even had a teacher borrow my heavy machete on a weekend school camp in 6th grade. She ran up to me all excited and told me she heard I brought a machete. I hesitantly said yes. She said "great, I forgot mine. Can I borrow yours to did tubers?"

I just figured she would keep it and maybe give it back with a lecture at the end of the camp out. She came back over about 30 minutes later and handed it back. She said she might borrow it later, so keep it handy!

Later, in Jr. High, and High School I took guns to school twice to do presentations (with permission and a bit of planning).
 
I play mubletypeg with the guys I ride with. ;)

Sorry for the hospital scare...glad things worked out. Crazy, I agree. I had my knife in my pocket the whole time my wife gave birth recently. No metal detectors. That said, if I was the security guy, I might have "confiscated" that beauty. So glad you got it back. :)

Man, think of all the available weapons in a hospital. Like a ball point pen. People are so simpleminded. "Pocketful of knives"...that's hilarious. Peanut and SBJ, I hear that is the favored combo of Green Berets.
 
They call it zero tolerance- so close a synonym to zero intelligence.
But yeah, so often your choice is go away or throw out the knife. Lucky you could sign for it and get it back.
 
I revisited this thread this morning after having a distinct recollection of playing mumbly peg, on a wooden picnic bench, at recess, in school as a lad.

It begs the question: "Where have all the good times gone?"

Nowadays, I can't even remember the last time I heard anyone even mention mumbly peg, let alone play it!

I'm glad the OP got his knife back!

I remember playing mumbly peg and such in elementary school as well. My how times have changed. Now a kid will get expelled for having a butter knife fall out of their lunch sack.
 
Moral: Stay out of hospitals.

Occupational hazard.

I should have known there would be a metal detector at the ER (I just don't usually go in that way). It is, after all, Durham, North Carolina.

In and out the main entrance today, and just like every other time, no problem with a knife in my pocket.
 
I loath metal detectors and all of the TSA-esque security we're accustom to in this day and age. I can't help but sympathize with your situation. My dad was in Atlanta on one occasion visiting his father in the hospital and was relieved of his old, rusty, and venerable Opinel 09. He told me he was in such a mindset to see Grandpa that he just threw them the knife and went his way. He remarked that he was glad that Opinels were so inexpensive and that he could care less about forfeiting it.
 
You know, I've been in the CI/CT business for, oh, about 30 years now...I've seen terrorists armed with just about every type of rifle, pistol, sword, machete, and knife...but I've NEVER seen any of them "armed" with a stockman!!!:eek:

Just my $0.02 worth...for whatever THAT'S worth!:D

Regards,
Ron
 
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I'm glad you got your knife back. Recently I got called to jury duty and just to "test the waters," took along my Case Peanut. I emptied my pockets into the bowl before going through the scanner. I was prepared to walk back to my car but the security guard didn't say a thing. I even laid the knife in the bowl so that it very noticable. Either he didn't see it, or he wasn't too worried about it interferring with my civic duty. On another side note, you should see the teachers in the teacher's lounge when I use my Case 62109 Mini-Copperhead to peal an apple at lunch. Some of them "eye" me with extreme caution!

Matt
 
I'm pretty sure I posted about this after it happened. I went to traffic court with my son in an attempt to get a speeding ticket dismissed. His speedometer was non-functional and the state trooper said if he brought proof that it had been repaired the citation would be dismissed. Unfortunately, the assistant DA did not share that view of the matter!

We had to go through the security gauntlet to enter the building, and we had both left our peanuts in the car. When I grabbed my car keys to put them in the bowl for x-ray machine I saw that I had failed to remove my Victorinox classic from the keyring. The guard asked me if I was a lawyer (I was dressed more like the lawyers entering the building than those with cases being heard), because they were all being waved through. I told him I was not. He said, "Let me ask my supervisor."

He showed the supervisor my keyring, who took a look and waved me through. I guess the supervisor realized I was not about to create mass hysteria with a Vic classic!
 
Doug...VERY menacing looking sheepsfoot blade on that weapon of yours!...Its a crazy world we live in these days...Im pleased you got it back... FES

I've told this one before. Back in August I was at a favorite coffee shop with my son and his girlfriend. She knows I like knives, and while my son was up at the counter ordering more coffee she asked what I had with me.

I showed her my Schrade Walden 832 and opened the sheepsfoot, because it is a bit of an unusual blade shape to non-knife people. She said, "It looks like a mini machete!"

Who knew I carried so much cutting power in a little 3.3125" stockman? Now I have a menacing looking mini machete for each hand!

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Sad that they would have to have a metal detector in a hospital...

Anyway, glad you got your baby back!
 
Inner city ERs can be rough places.

Tell me about it. I spent the night in Bellevue's ER with a shotgun in my lap trying to keep a mob informant from being hit. (Naturally, I had a traditional knife in my pocket just in case. ;))
 
I revisited this thread this morning after having a distinct recollection of playing mumbly peg, on a wooden picnic bench, at recess, in school as a lad.

It begs the question: "Where have all the good times gone?"

Nowadays, I can't even remember the last time I heard anyone even mention mumbly peg, let alone play it!

I'm glad the OP got his knife back!

We used to play a game called Stretch.

Glad the neighbor is ok and that thenknife was returned to it's rightful location (your pocket).
 
We used to play a game called Stretch.

Glad the neighbor is ok and that thenknife was returned to it's rightful location (your pocket).

We used to play stretch at recess while the teachers watched. I brought the knife. A Switchblade. We wonder what happened to the good old days and how bad can it get. For the generation growing up today, these are their good old days. That's scary.
 
Honestly, does this look like a weapon to you? (it's the one on top in the photo):

Well it might look harmless to me and to all the heifers, but maybe not to a bullock. They gots to watch out for them spey blades!:eek:
 
Well I had a similar good experience at the Atlanta Aquarium a year or so ago. I had to 'check' my menacing 3.5" stockman before entry. I nearly forgot to reclaim it when leaving.
 
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