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stevewest

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I know that there have been many threads concerning lost knives. I have lost a few. Several Spydercos, a SAK and one that I really regretted - a 5" clip point from Track Knives. They were a semi custom shop up in Whitefish Montana that made a nice line of what I would consider custom knives. This was a sweet little blade, cocobolo handle, nickel silver guard that my dad gave me. This was around 1975. It went missing in action around 1977. My wife and I were over helping my daughter move this weekend. I have been helping her build a house the last 6 months and we spent the weekend finishing things up as well as moving boxes and furniture. Taking a break this afternoon, I glanced over at the kitchen counter and there it was! Doing the math - its been missing around 43 years. I asked my daughter where she found it - she said "You gave it to me". I said that that was impossible because I had not seen that knife since around 1977 - Maggie is 33. We talked about it - she had ended up with some furniture from my moms house and the only thing we could come up with is that it must have been in one of the pieces she had. It was in good shape all things considered. Cleaned off the verdigris on the guard and sharpened the blade. Talk about an old friend. I turned my mom and dads house upside down when I lost it more than once looking for it and here it shows up after all this time. Pretty amazing. Lesson here is don't lose hope!
 
I lost this Benchmark Rolox for 15 years. I was cutting up cardboard inside the back of my SUV and got distracted.
Later in the day I went back to get my knife and only the sheath was there. I searched everywhere inside that car and couldn't find the knife.

Years later, we were having our bathroom redone and I found the knife in the back of a high towel shelf. I must had the knife in my pocket and placed it on the shelf before I took a shower.

So the knife was reunited with it's sheath ( which I almost threw out many times over the years).

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I hate losing "things" -- any thing.

The only knife that I've ever lost and never found again was a black PE Kershaw 1840CKT that I bought at a gun show back in the early 80's.

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It was the 1st knife that I ever paid what I considered "serious" $ for -- about $80 which was a lot of $ back then.

It had a loose clip and was always falling out of my pocket when I sat down and leaned back, like at the movie theather. Should have just taken the time to fix it properly but never did. Always noticed when it fell out of my pocket and was able to retrieve it . . . until I didn't/couldn't. :(

Have more than made up for the loss since then and now own every variation of the knife that I know of -- 9 of them -- plus an "XXXX" version of the 1840CKT that I bought to replace the one I lost and that I sometimes carry as an EDC/user.
 
I have lost a bm mini grip in 154cm to the woods and a leatherman wave to tsa :mad:
 
I had a couch and love seat set for 15 years. I often suspected the couch (I lived alone, the love seat was rarely used) of eating stuff. One day my girlfriend was over (future ex-wife) and her car keys disappeared. Pulled all the cushions off, nothing. Looked all over the apartment, parking lot, out by her car, nothing. Finally, I took my new (just came in the mail from a BF GAW) Becker BK-5 out and flipped the couch over, sliced open the bottom. The amount of detritus and missing stuff that fell out was astounding. I was on my third apartment at that time, couch was 13 years old at the time. Nerf darts, hot wheels cars, two watches, her keys, one of my missing key fobules, several sets of keys to old apartments, my parents house, current apartment, my sister's car, CRKT M-16-12Z (piece of crap I considered part of the detritus), an old wallet with $30 in it, it was hilarious. Oh and an absolutely massive spider that my ex perfectly bifurcated with my BK-5.

A month before my liver transplant, I was being wheeled through security at O'hare, on oxygen, barely able to even walk, with my whole family (parents, sister, bro-in-law, and 3 kids) and lo and behold in my old backpack was a Case mini copperhead. Tiny little two blade slippy. Its so small I don't know how they found it. I didn't pack it, but it was a huge deal, and the made me walk through the x-ray barefoot because of it. Yeah that was fun, hobbling, holding my portable oxygen machine, held up on either side by TSA. Yeah.

My 1986 Wenger Nomad is somewhere in my parents 65 year old house. I'm sure my mom borrowed it and then stuck it in some random place. She borrowed (with out asking) my leatherman wave while I was sick during the remodel of the guest room into the Transformers room for when my nephews come over and I found it three years later in a box with old pictures that had been in the room.

Lost my Spyderco GB for a month and half, found it in the kitty room under a bunch of random kitty litter related stuff.
 
K.O.D. said:
I had a couch and love seat set for 15 years. I often suspected the couch (I lived alone, the love seat was rarely used) of eating stuff. One day my girlfriend was over (future ex-wife) and her car keys disappeared. Pulled all the cushions off, nothing. Looked all over the apartment, parking lot, out by her car, nothing. Finally, I took my new (just came in the mail from a BF GAW) Becker BK-5 out and flipped the couch over, sliced open the bottom. The amount of detritus and missing stuff that fell out was astounding. I was on my third apartment at that time, couch was 13 years old at the time. Nerf darts, hot wheels cars, two watches, her keys, one of my missing key fobules, several sets of keys to old apartments, my parents house, current apartment, my sister's car, CRKT M-16-12Z (piece of crap I considered part of the detritus), an old wallet with $30 in it, it was hilarious. Oh and an absolutely massive spider that my ex perfectly bifurcated with my BK-5.

A month before my liver transplant, I was being wheeled through security at O'hare, on oxygen, barely able to even walk, with my whole family (parents, sister, bro-in-law, and 3 kids) and lo and behold in my old backpack was a Case mini copperhead. Tiny little two blade slippy. Its so small I don't know how they found it. I didn't pack it, but it was a huge deal, and the made me walk through the x-ray barefoot because of it. Yeah that was fun, hobbling, holding my portable oxygen machine, held up on either side by TSA. Yeah.

My 1986 Wenger Nomad is somewhere in my parents 65 year old house. I'm sure my mom borrowed it and then stuck it in some random place. She borrowed (with out asking) my leatherman wave while I was sick during the remodel of the guest room into the Transformers room for when my nephews come over and I found it three years later in a box with old pictures that had been in the room.

Lost my Spyderco GB for a month and half, found it in the kitty room under a bunch of random kitty litter related stuff.
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thank you tsa, i salute you for keeping us safe from this terrorist with his case knife.
 
stevewest said:
I know that there have been many threads concerning lost knives. I have lost a few. Several Spydercos, a SAK and one that I really regretted - a 5" clip point from Track Knives. They were a semi custom shop up in Whitefish Montana that made a nice line of what I would consider custom knives. This was a sweet little blade, cocobolo handle, nickel silver guard that my dad gave me. This was around 1975. It went missing in action around 1977. My wife and I were over helping my daughter move this weekend. I have been helping her build a house the last 6 months and we spent the weekend finishing things up as well as moving boxes and furniture. Taking a break this afternoon, I glanced over at the kitchen counter and there it was! Doing the math - its been missing around 43 years. I asked my daughter where she found it - she said "You gave it to me". I said that that was impossible because I had not seen that knife since around 1977 - Maggie is 33. We talked about it - she had ended up with some furniture from my moms house and the only thing we could come up with is that it must have been in one of the pieces she had. It was in good shape all things considered. Cleaned off the verdigris on the guard and sharpened the blade. Talk about an old friend. I turned my mom and dads house upside down when I lost it more than once looking for it and here it shows up after all this time. Pretty amazing. Lesson here is don't lose hope!
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A little wall of words there, but I read through it and congrats on finding a knife back!

But you shold also remember that your daughter is younger than you and might remember better, maybe she is right?

;)
 
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A little wall of words there, but I read through it and congrats on finding a knife back!

But you shold also remember that your daughter is younger than you and might remember better, maybe she is right?

;)
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just a few comments - wall of words - felt that that was needed to lay out what had happened. As far as my daughter being younger and haveing a better memory? Yep, she is younger and more than likely has a better memory but I lost the knife in/around 1977 - completely gone, never to be seen again. She was born in the late 80's - I don't see where that is coming from. Thanks for reading the post - I just thought it was very unusual and wanted to share with others that share my interest in knives.
 
stevewest said:
just a few comments - wall of words - felt that that was needed to lay out what had happened
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You misunderstand.

I was referring to the layout of your text, not the content. It is A LOT more comfortable to read if you put some air in between all those sentences.
 
Back in the mid-seventies: I lost a Puma Game Warden.
My Brother stole it, and sold it for drug money... 😳
 
I lost a Buck/Strider Tanto folder on a carnival ride, and a Kershaw Blackout while working as a Garbage man.
Edit: I forgot one. A first generation serrated Endura that I carried everyday during Desert Shield/Storm. I loved that knife, and it never let me down. Years later my Dad stole it, and lost it on a motorcycle ride. Thanks Dad.
 
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scottyj said:
I loved that knife, and it never let me down. Years later my Dad stole it, and lost it on a motorcycle ride. Thanks Dad.
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My father confiscated a bunch of my knives when I was a kid. He took a lot of my stuff, but then, he did a lot of things that I never understood. After he died, my mother presented me with a box of property that he had seized. It was mostly junk, one silver dollar, a piece of contraband and this knife that I got when I was about 11.
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sgt1372 said:
I hate losing "things" -- any thing.

The only knife that I've ever lost and never found again was a black PE Kershaw 1840CKT that I bought at a gun show back in the early 80's.

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It was the 1st knife that I ever paid what I considered "serious" $ for -- about $80 which was a lot of $ back then.

It had a loose clip and was always falling out of my pocket when I sat down and leaned back, like at the movie theather. Should have just taken the time to fix it properly but never did. Always noticed when it fell out of my pocket and was able to retrieve it . . . until I didn't/couldn't. :(

Have more than made up for the loss since then and now own every variation of the knife that I know of -- 9 of them -- plus an "XXXX" version of the 1840CKT that I bought to replace the one I lost and that I sometimes carry as an EDC/user.
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Must have been way later than the 80's, Ken Onion didn't start designing knives for Kershaw until the late 90's.
 
I’ve misplaced a bunch over the years but eventually I have found them. Four knives have vanished of mine in my lifetime. One was a knife my Dad gave me that I swear was an Australian Commando knife but it was stolen out of a camp we’d built as kids. I owned a Mercator Black Cat knife with enough patina to make me believe it was a WWII carry. It was borrowed by my Brother and being very slim, came out of his pocket while driving the John Deere. I am near positive someone stole a custom Jody Sampson Balisong I owned. Couldn’t prove it so I dropped it but I’ll never trust the same way again. My worst loss was probably the least expensive. I was out throwing a Beavertail Dagger thrower from H&B Forge. My Brother asked to try it out and he missed the target entirely!!! Somewhere behind the target that blade slipped under the sod and disappeared!!!!! That blade had been a constant woods companion for years and suddenly it was gone. Still miss that one!
 
Been looking to vent about this- the high school I graduated from late 80s early 90s did not have locks on our lockers.

About the ONLY thing ever reported stolen was from my locker, which was at least a little odd because I didn't throw in 100% with any one clique, I was friends with all the different usual cliques... captain of the football team was (is still) a best friend, the nerds were my weekend D&D pals, had beers in the woods with the "sternos" (our local word for the burnouts), and the weirdos were just as comfortable sitting with me at lunch as anyone else.



My grandfather's police motorcycle jacket...black leather classic horse hide, with a 1910 silver dollar he gave me in the pocket... literally only thing anyone remembers being stolen.

Who knows,in those days no security and my locker was 20 yards from an open side door to the school, coulda been a stranger. Onecthing is for sure, no one had the balls to wear it and I kept my eyes peeled for years.



Silver lining is that he lived to almost 100 and we used to say it was better to live in a town where this was the exception and not the expectation.



H3y,anyone have experience with those mini tracking devices you can attach to things? Air tags I think... wonder if there are smaller and better ones now?
 
stevewest said:
I know that there have been many threads concerning lost knives. I have lost a few. Several Spydercos, a SAK and one that I really regretted - a 5" clip point from Track Knives. They were a semi custom shop up in Whitefish Montana that made a nice line of what I would consider custom knives. This was a sweet little blade, cocobolo handle, nickel silver guard that my dad gave me. This was around 1975. It went missing in action around 1977. My wife and I were over helping my daughter move this weekend. I have been helping her build a house the last 6 months and we spent the weekend finishing things up as well as moving boxes and furniture. Taking a break this afternoon, I glanced over at the kitchen counter and there it was! Doing the math - its been missing around 43 years. I asked my daughter where she found it - she said "You gave it to me". I said that that was impossible because I had not seen that knife since around 1977 - Maggie is 33. We talked about it - she had ended up with some furniture from my moms house and the only thing we could come up with is that it must have been in one of the pieces she had. It was in good shape all things considered. Cleaned off the verdigris on the guard and sharpened the blade. Talk about an old friend. I turned my mom and dads house upside down when I lost it more than once looking for it and here it shows up after all this time. Pretty amazing. Lesson here is don't lose hope!
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Pucture?
 
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