I grew up in a town where there was a Case Shear Plant so there were Case knives in just about every store. I guess I didn't know there was any other kind of pocket knife because the Case knives were cheap and if you knew someone that worked at the plant you could sometimes get seconds for free. When I was about 12, that would be 1959, I was going camping and convinced my father I had to have a hunting knife so I picked out the shiniest one in the case. Turns out it was a Queen Steel and I still have that one. I think the Queen Steel was the only knife I ever really wanted as a kid and it must have been pretty cheap or Daddy wouldn't have bought it for me.