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When I was visiting my mother at the end of last year, she told me she had something for me. She went to her cedar chest and after a bit of digging, she found a knife she said was my father's. He passed away about six years ago.
I had never seen this knife before. I knew my mother had dad's old pocket knife, but knew nothing of this one.
When she showed it to me, we both teared up. I was very happy to receive it. It isn't worth anything monetarily, but its sentimental value (to me) makes it priceless.
He was 11 in 1937.
I'm sure he was very proud of it. I am.
Andy
I had never seen this knife before. I knew my mother had dad's old pocket knife, but knew nothing of this one.
When she showed it to me, we both teared up. I was very happy to receive it. It isn't worth anything monetarily, but its sentimental value (to me) makes it priceless.
He was 11 in 1937.
Andy