When I was 8 or 9, my Dad gave me an Imperial Kamp King. It was stolen out of my locker at school and that was replaced with a stockman I found at a rummage sale. This one had a spear master blade and grey celluloide scales. Don't remember the maker, but it was my constant companion for years until some drip stole it. Now I have a box full of knives, but those two I miss.