I have no figures for proof, but I rather suspect the collection of knives and edged tools far surpasses the collection of guns. Forget about the proliferation of guns used in combat situations. What I’m referring to is private hands. There are several reasons why this is so. Before the advent of the gun there was only the blade or something with a point and a rock or two. So these have been a part of man’s survival from day one. Then you have to consider that some sort of knife is the first priority on a young boy’s wish list since a gun is generally out of the question. Throughout most of the world where guns are banned from the citizenry knives are the first and maybe only resource. But the biggest reason lies in the usefulness of a knife in everyday activity whether in the kitchen or outdoors.
Some years back before my wife died she asked, “How many knives do you need?” It was a logical question to which I gave an illogical answer. “That’s the wrong question. It’s how many knives do you want?” She had a good point when one considers finances. I had to curb my appetite in the interest of financial stability and domestic tranquility. Most of us in the blade community have undoubtedly faced this dilemma.
There is a certain advantage to being either single or being old and single. Without the restraining wisdom of one’s better half (and she was the better half) it is possible to become completely irresponsible although I don’t like to think of it that way. I prefer to think of myself as an investor. After all, knives do have value. But there’s more to it than that. They say (whoever they are) that it is better to give than receive. Well, maybe; but it’s also fun both ways.
In most cases family members are the first recipients of benevolence and generosity with friends and acquaintances following. Giving does pose some problems however. It has also been said that you should give something you would be glad to receive. Hmmm. Yes, I see where the problem lies. Well, I’ve done that with the end result being that I had to replace some of the ones that were given. But the upside is that often this would become reciprocal. And, in some exchanges, the result was a new knife collector added to the group.
After much parting and trading I discovered that there were a number of knives costing $15 or less that I really liked and had that made others happy. So I began to acquire more for future handouts. You’d be surprised what a good investment that becomes. I get invited to dinner. My lawn gets mowed. Painting gets done. I get help moving things around. Us old guys ain’t too dumb.
Some years back before my wife died she asked, “How many knives do you need?” It was a logical question to which I gave an illogical answer. “That’s the wrong question. It’s how many knives do you want?” She had a good point when one considers finances. I had to curb my appetite in the interest of financial stability and domestic tranquility. Most of us in the blade community have undoubtedly faced this dilemma.
There is a certain advantage to being either single or being old and single. Without the restraining wisdom of one’s better half (and she was the better half) it is possible to become completely irresponsible although I don’t like to think of it that way. I prefer to think of myself as an investor. After all, knives do have value. But there’s more to it than that. They say (whoever they are) that it is better to give than receive. Well, maybe; but it’s also fun both ways.
In most cases family members are the first recipients of benevolence and generosity with friends and acquaintances following. Giving does pose some problems however. It has also been said that you should give something you would be glad to receive. Hmmm. Yes, I see where the problem lies. Well, I’ve done that with the end result being that I had to replace some of the ones that were given. But the upside is that often this would become reciprocal. And, in some exchanges, the result was a new knife collector added to the group.
After much parting and trading I discovered that there were a number of knives costing $15 or less that I really liked and had that made others happy. So I began to acquire more for future handouts. You’d be surprised what a good investment that becomes. I get invited to dinner. My lawn gets mowed. Painting gets done. I get help moving things around. Us old guys ain’t too dumb.