Nobody supports my hobby...

GarbageBoy,

I'm 40 and my parents still don't approve of my Motorcycle, guns and knives. Of course my upper arm sleeve tattoo really through them (40th birthday present). My wife complains now and then so even if your married you may not get all the support you think your entitled to.

If you really like something it doesn't matter what others think. Enjoy your hobby safely and be respectful. If you take up a hobby just to tick off your father it will be wasted energy, trust me. So explain how important it is to you. He may get the idea.

PS. warn them that you sharpened the knives. People like to know when their knives are razor sharp.

Joe
;) ;)
 
I guess it does have a lot to do with where you live.

All of my "kids" including the three girls (24, 23, 15) carry knives. the 15 and 24 carry one handers (Vapors) that I bought them.

Our youngest a nine year old boy, is working on his collection. When he turned eight he wanted an knife to "carve" with so I gave him a Camillus Med stockman - takes a great edge. Then when he turned nine, he wanted a one hander. So I bought him a Schrade 550T which he picked.

Then about 5 weeks ago I ran across a good deal on a V-Nox (IIRC the Mountaineer).

So even the "baby" - seven of seven has a few knives...

We just don't let them carry them to school, to avoid temptation.

I'm really not PC though. I have folks ask me why in the world I take my kids shooting...

Actually my 15 yo daughter is quite good with my G23...

IMO remove the mystery, teach, preach and repeat safety and they'll treat things respectfully. I have them help me with work around the house. They'll often "remind" me to unplug my circular saw when I go to change blades, etc.
 
my Mom and Dad totaly support my hobby,im more into guns than i am into knives and i know alot about guns i study them and its so funny when i catch gun dealers in lies, me and my dad go shooting every saturday and they realy dont care about knives they evn thaught my vaquero grande was cool,my dad never realy showed intrest in knives hes always had this one knife and he said thats all he needs,my dad supports my hobby so much that we drove from southwest florida to blade show this summer it was a 13 hour drive, so i guess im one of the lucky ones, and im 16

anthony
 
Relax bro, it gets easier. I'm at the advanced age of 19, and 3 or 4 years ago, I was afraid to pull my Benchmade or Microtech out of my pocket when my folks were around. They freaked out when I bought a Buck knife. I started sharpening kitchen knives for them, and they started to understand that my hobbies were actually useful. Pretty soon I was making knives (at 16), and they thought that was pretty cool. They used to pass around my knives to family friends and stuff and show them how talented I was (not really at all when I started off). One day I brought back the semi-auto AK with a bunch of 30 round magazines and they were like "New toy? Just don't leave it loaded and put it in your closet please." Hmmm, OK, that wasn't so bad. :p A couple months later came the AR-15. "Son, I think you have enough guns, why don't you stop buying those things, they are kind of scary. Now go and put it in your closet." :D My family isn't a knife or gun family at all, that's why I was surprised how mild their response to it was. They only became annoyed when they found live ammo in random places around the house, and I started dragging my AR-15 around the house with me, which is understandable.
 
J-man,

It was more about the time we lived in. My dad was an SOB about discipline.

You didn't DARE break curfew, mow a crooked line with our lawnmower or ding one of his Mopars. He whined about my hair until the day he died, and I was 49 years old. He could not walk into a room without criticizing me, and if I wasn't doing anything, he would whine about my posture!

He never said on whit about any switchblade I owned. In fact, he was the one who taught me to freehand on a soft Arkansas. He thought my firearms 'were too heavy,' but he always asked to see them.

I never fought much in high school, nor did the football team pick on me; it just wasn't worth being sliced up, and everyone knew who carried.

Simpler times.
 
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