I remember a trip I took to Baffin island in the Canadian arctic and flying from Iqualuit (called Frobisher Bay back then) to Pangnurtung and entering the plane with my Buck 110 on my belt. There were locals on the plane with fixed blades on their belts and hunting rifles. Airline security was not not in existence in airports up north back then. Flying home I was able to keep the Buck 110 on my belt all the way to Toronto, but had to check it when I made my connection flight, but I still had my small frost lock back in my pocket. Society was still had respect for those who smoked and I could still enjoy a smoke on board the flight. The good old days, its sad how our liberties have vanished, and what is yet to come from those who write the laws.
