Knives and life

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Growing up I liked cool knives, swords, daggers, and chinese stars thanks to the Bruce Lee movies I loved so much. My dad and grandfather always had a slip joint with them and they did not interest me whatsoever. Now I am 34 yrs old and have noticed something about myself that I need to watchout for when it comes to raising my kids. I am starting to really enjoy slip joints now, cause I feel closer to my dad and grandad when I use them. I kind of imagine them using there knives while I am using my slippies sometimes. I was thinking about this and realized that I have in my cd player in my truck Willie Nelson, and Mearle Haggard CD's. My dad use to have these playing in his 18 wheeler when I would go on cross country trips with him. They bring back good memories. I aslo have old Tejano music cd's in there also. Those were what my grand dad listened to. For those of yall that have never heard of Tejano music. It is a mix of country and german polka musing sung in spanish. I guess now that I am a father I am looking to the past and taking the good and trying to re-live it with my boys and daughters with out even knowing it. Does that make any sense to you guys or am I just some weirdo?;):D Life is an interesting and amazing journey to say the least.

-frank
 
Moving this over to community for further discussion of our feelings about life's many roads and journeys.
 
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Nothing wierd their at all. I am 43, and everyday my dad gets bigger, taller, and greater in my eyes. I do dare to say that I grew up a heavy metal hessian, but now pretty much listen to Christian contemporary music. I own over 30 slippies, and I have a longing to find a cd with Ray Charles singing "Seven Spanish Angels". Which I first heard from a tape my dad had with a Ray Charles and Willie Nelson collaboration. It does bring back good memories of being a tyke in the 70's. That may be why I like to collect Case dots from the 70's. I try and remember something significant from the year of that knife, and associate it to it when I carry it. Thanks for the flashbacks!
 
Nothing wierd their at all. I am 43, and everyday my dad gets bigger, taller, and greater in my eyes.

Hear, hear! I may have a bad case of OBF (Obsessive Batman Fanhood), but my dad will always be the only true superhero.

He's never carried a knife, but I inherited his taste in music like you other fellers did with your fathers. Hopefully when I have kids, they won't think it's lame. ;)
 
I can honestly say, I have more pocket knives than my dad, but he has some real cool ones, he said they will be mine. Do not tell my big brother....I have 2 sons and 2 step sons, and they all are waiting for me to die, so they can divvy up my knives. The little bastids. Somehow, I am ok with that.....I am going to grow old, so they will have to wait-Good Lord willin and the creek don't rise of course....
 
I'm 63 and can really relate to how Pancho feels closer to his dad and grandad thru the pocketknife.
I can recall many hours actually sitting under a walnut tree in Missouri while my dad, grandad, and uncles made piles of shavings on the ground and talked about life, religion, fishing and all the important things we sometimes forget nowadays.

When my dad died in '97, I inherited his beat-up collection of pocketknives. He never passed a flea market nor garage sale without picking up a worn out Case and (his favorite) Old Timer...or whatever happened to be for sale. I have about a hundred that used to be his, dating back to the 30's.

Like Pancho, I was 1st attracted to the 'cool' blades and throwing stars, but as I grown older I've swung back to the more traditional slipjoint...there's just something about the solid "Clunk!" when the Case Canoe snaps shut.
 
Of course I know what Tejano is. My father is from the southest of south Texas. He carried a stag slippie every day when I was growing up. Part of where my interest in knives came from. Your avatar is the coolest.
 
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I'm probably the youngest one to post here (21), but I somewhat know how y'all feel. Growing up all I wanted was switchblades, daggers, swords, you name it. Now I'm starting to see that while all that stuff is cool, and I still collect them, the traditional are functional, go largely unnoticed by non-knife people, and are dependable. I'm starting to go for more function than the "shiny" factor. My first knife was a Case that my dad bought for me, and I find myself trying to track another one down at each gun show. I don't even think I'd carry it, but just have it for the sake of nostalgia.
 
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