Knife in the road.

babakanoosh45

babakanoosh45

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So I needed to run up to the New Baltimore Post Office first thing this morning. I decided to take my Motorcyle and get some riding in before the traffic got heavy. I took Jefferson along Lake St. Clair. so as to see who may be fishing. As I was running along, I see what appears to be a shoe or a sandal right on the divider line. As I pass over it, I'm amazed that it's a knife in sheath. I make a quick stop and pick it up. As stand on the side of the road I examine the find for a quick minute. I take for granted that is some cheap POS and I toss it in my storage compartment and continue with my ride. I was out till about noon. Got home and took the dogs out for a bit. I had totally forgotten about the knife. My wife asked for some receipts and told her they were in my wallet in the back of my moto. She comes in ask me about the knife and Boom! I remember I have some treasure to check out. As it works out, it's a Conetta that is actually in decent shape. I did a little search and it seems they were common during the Vietnam war. I have never seen one before. It's similar to a Kabar of that period and for all practical purposes is a pretty nice knife. If anyone can give some info I would be appreciative. Here are some photos.

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I took some photos of the Conetta next to a CRK Green Beret 7" for comparison.

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I have found wallets a watch and a couple sets of keys while on my motorcycle. Never a knife till now.:D:thumbup:




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My wife while I was making the post suggested I put a Posting up at the Park the Post Office and the grocery store as to finding some "Camping/Hunting Equipment" with my cell# Let who ever call, and tell me what they lost. "We'll see" I said.
 
How do you lose a knife that big?! A pocket knife is one thing, but that? Great find though. The owner may actually be looking for it, who knows.
 
babakanoosh45 said:
So I needed to run up to the New Baltimore Post Office first thing this morning. I decided to take my Motorcyle and get some riding in before the traffic got heavy. I took Jefferson along Lake St. Clair. so as to see who may be fishing. As I was running along, I see what appears to be a shoe or a sandal right on the divider line. As I pass over it, I'm amazed that it's a knife in sheath. I make a quick stop and pick it up. As stand on the side of the road I examine the find for a quick minute. I take for granted that is some cheap POS and I toss it in my storage compartment and continue with my ride. I was out till about noon. Got home and took the dogs out for a bit. I had totally forgotten about the knife. My wife asked for some receipts and told her they were in my wallet in the back of my moto. She comes in ask me about the knife and Boom! I remember I have some treasure to check out. As it works out, it's a Conetta that is actually in decent shape. I did a little search and it seems they were common during the Vietnam war. I have never seen one before. It's similar to a Kabar of that period and for all practical purposes is a pretty nice knife. If anyone can give some info I would be appreciative.
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Conetta Tool and Die made bayonets and knives, among other things. They went bankrupt, but the factory is now owned by the original family under the name Bren-Dan Tool and Die.
http://www.oregonknifeclub.com/Newsletter 0109.pdf
See page 2.
 
Thanks "knarfeng" That was interesting. :) I,m still reading here and there. Mostly people selling or looking to buy the "Conetta" knives. Still interesting though!
 
Honestly, when I read the thread subject title, I thought it was a word play on "fork in the road." Great find! I always keep my eye open for stuff on the ground, found lots of cool stuff over the years, but never a knife!
 
Googling to find obscure nformation takes a certain mind set, I call it the Zen of Googling.

Thanks for your post. I enjoyed looking this up.
I get fascinated by these companies that used to make stuff and by finding out how they evolved and where they went. As I watch my own company move its production overseas, I get wistful for former days. At least this company still exists and is still making stuff.
 
I'm wondering if someone didn't ditch it on purpose? Nice score though, I've never heard of that maker.
 
Bet it fell out of someone's tool box in the back of their truck, and they're pissed. :) It's obviously been well used and taken care of for a long time. Cool find.
 
About a year ago my step-daughter found a very nice Puma Trapper in a parking lot that she gave to me.
 
Private Juarez Chan was a soldier in the 9th Infantry Division of the Vietnam War. He spent 3 years in a POW camp repeating his name and rank. He was released after having his toes cut off and spent 6 months recuperating in a hospital in Germany. After returning home and dealing with the hippies and war protectors he spent 5 years in Las Vegas as a taxi cab driver. He got tired of the big city and paying too little taxes, so he moved to Windsor, Canada and met a waitress named Calico Gaia who immigrated from the tiny nation of Nauruan after the phosphate bust of the 1980's. They married and had 6 beautiful children, payed off their mortgage and Juarez was able to buy a 1969 Winnebago D22 just like the one his father had until he drove into the Grand Canyon in 1978 after consuming a full box of Knipschildt's finest Chocopologies and being paralyzed by a diabetic shock. Juarez faithfully drove that Winnebago to work at the Original Buscemi's in New Baltimore where he faithfully prepared the pizza dough and made their special sauce every day. One day Juarez was replumbing the sewage system on his Winnebago and used his trusty Conetta knife to trim the zip ties he was using. That knife was his only friend during the long lonely nights in 'Nam, the only friend that would never let him down and would always watch his back. He absent mindedly set his Conetta atop the blackwater tank as he tightened the last of the hoses on the sewage system. To his great dismay, Juarez cannot find his knife, he searched everywhere and could not find it. He placed ads in Canadian and American newspapes, posted on blogs, screamed at night, but nobody came forward with his trusty knife.

Juarez cashed out his kids' college funds to purchase a whole case of Knipschildt's finest Chocopologies and is headed due West for the Grand Canyon...
 
michaelmcgo said:
Private Juarez Chan was a soldier in the 9th Infantry Division of the Vietnam War. He spent 3 years in a POW camp repeating his name and rank. He was released after having his toes cut off and spent 6 months recuperating in a hospital in Germany. After returning home and dealing with the hippies and war protectors he spent 5 years in Las Vegas as a taxi cab driver. He got tired of the big city and paying too little taxes, so he moved to Windsor, Canada and met a waitress named Calico Gaia who immigrated from the tiny nation of Nauruan after the phosphate bust of the 1980's. They married and had 6 beautiful children, payed off their mortgage and Juarez was able to buy a 1969 Winnebago D22 just like the one his father had until he drove into the Grand Canyon in 1978 after consuming a full box of Knipschildt's finest Chocopologies and being paralyzed by a diabetic shock. Juarez faithfully drove that Winnebago to work at the Original Buscemi's in New Baltimore where he faithfully prepared the pizza dough and made their special sauce every day. One day Juarez was replumbing the sewage system on his Winnebago and used his trusty Conetta knife to trim the zip ties he was using. That knife was his only friend during the long lonely nights in 'Nam, the only friend that would never let him down and would always watch his back. He absent mindedly set his Conetta atop the blackwater tank as he tightened the last of the hoses on the sewage system. To his great dismay, Juarez cannot find his knife, he searched everywhere and could not find it. He placed ads in Canadian and American newspapes, posted on blogs, screamed at night, but nobody came forward with his trusty knife.

Juarez cashed out his kids' college funds to purchase a whole case of Knipschildt's finest Chocopologies and is headed due West for the Grand Canyon...
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That's hilarius..LOL..But it's prolly just a Detroit city Murder weapon that needed to get dumped real fast.Great find Bro!!You didn't even need the metal detector.
 
My stepdad is always finding tools and stuff in the road. He has the luxury of living in a rural area though, so he can actually safely stop and pick it up. You see something worth grabbing around here, forget about it. Not worth getting run over for. :)

My friend once found a Ruana on a picnic table. (no not an occupied table ;) )
 
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