Post Up Some Memory Knife Pics

I laugh a bit now, but when I was seven this made me the king of the woods:

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Here's my favorite knife. Not my first, and certainly not my last, but my most memorable. This Vic. Tinker was given to my by my grandfather on my twelfth or thirteenth birthday back in the early 90s.

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The Tinker was always with me when my brother and I would go to Phoenix in the summer to visit my grandparents. Granted, we would only spend a day in Phoenix proper before heading up to their cabin on the Mongollan Rim. It's cleaned a couple fish, but fishing was never my forte as a kid. Whittled and carved a few things. My favorite was "hacking" down on of the numerous pliable ferns that dotted the area around that cabin, then stripping it of leaves, and tying a slipknotted loop at the end and try to catch lizards. Never mind that I can't recall ever seeing any up there, but that didn't stop by brother and I from having a ball.

I used it well for about 7 or 8 years, before putting it away and switching to a new knife. As you can tell by the pics above, sharpening wasn't a skill I picked up until much later. I don't know how the tip ended up so rounded.

It's been a good knife, but it means more to me than any of my other ones. Right now, it sits in another under-bed container, in box all its own, a special place of honor.
 
My first pocket knife of any consequence was a Schrade 123OT that my Grandfather gave me for my Birthday right before he passed away...25 years ago now.

This knife was my edc do it all tool for years, it cut bailing twine, cleaned fish, opened letters, removed splinters, Cut limes for Tequila, did countless food prep chores, helped in lambing, opened cardboard boxes, was in my pocket when I did Rodeo in Las Cruces, and was my hunting knife for a couple of excellent seasons Javelina Hunting in New Mexico.

My Grandfather always taught me to respect it, to keep it clean and sharp. I miss him everyday, I still have the knife although its not my primary EDC, but as part of his lesson to me I carry a pocket knife everyday.

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Now if GEC or Canal Street wanted to redo this knife in a contemporary offering I'd be all over it. They are getting a little hard to find on eBay.
 
My RAMBO knife!!!!!!ROFL!!!! Many memories as a kid!!:thumbup:
Man, I really got the knife/survivalism bug back then :eek:
It was also my 1st knife with the "saw teeth" (aka jimping)
Just in case, ya know....;)


Great thread:thumbup:
Great stories behind the knives...
 
My mother and father bought me this while at the Catskill Game Farm in the late 1960's.

These were common back then and sold strictly for kids ( they were dull).

I was older when I got this one because I had several others that my father bought me at various times during my childhood, but I lost those.

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JDP, I have a similar knife from the Flushing World's Fair :D
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The Catskill Game Farm was fun as a kid.
All you'd see were the billboards leading up to it...
"63 miles to the Catskill Game Farm"
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JDP, I have a similar knife from the Flushing World's Fair :D

The Catskill Game Farm was fun as a kid.
All you'd see were the billboards leading up to it...
"63 miles to the Catskill Game Farm"
:D

I was at the Worlds Fair too, I even have a Worlds Fair camera ( somewhere ):)

Unfortunately the Game Farm closed a few years ago, I took my teen aged daughters there for the final weekend, it was sad. I took this picture as we were leaving....

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Here is my dad's pocket knife. He toured Europe in the 30's, so it may date from that time. But I remember him carrying it as far back as my memory goes, (50's), so I know it is at least that old. I don't think it is a Vic or a Wenger. It is marked "Interlaken". Blade says "Inox" (stainless).

They got those threads about "what one knife would you keep?" This one for me.

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Top knife was my Grandmother's. It's a shell abaolone Imperial Penknife, and she carried it with her from before I was born until she went to paradise in 98. As you can see she loved to fish, and this is one of the last times we caught cat fish togeather. She also injoyed dipping snuff.

Bottom knife is my Grandfather's. It's a Case red bone two blade Saddlehorn Whittler I think(someone currect me if not). He carried it long before I was born until his stroke in 04. I had to clean it up quite a bit because like most good folk of his generation his keys and change would ride in the same pocket most of the time. He was a farmer and a police officer which he retired from so that is his whistle he carried. I have his badge some where but I hid it to well!! I miss them greatly!!
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My grandpa used this 'knife' when getting firewood, and I still do the same:

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Can you tell me what this "knife" is used for, I must be too young to know!
 
I didn't know that thumbstuds went back that far. I guess there's nothing new under the sun!

Really cool knife, especially with the memories.

Thats not really a thumbstud but a stop so that you don't insert the can opener too far into the can.
 
Thats not really a thumbstud but a stop so that you don't insert the can opener too far into the can.

I think it serves as both. That blade has no finger groove, so you open it with the "stud".

Thanks for the comments.

Frank
 
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My grandpa used this 'knife' when getting firewood, and I still do the same:

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Can you tell me what this "knife" is used for, I must be too young to know!

It's a timber scribe, used for marking wood crates, or anything else made out of wood.
 
Here are a couple knives with memories from my childhood.

The first is my first Case, a 35 1/2 that my Uncle gave me for my birthday almost 30 years ago. I remember that he was one of the first adults to take me seriously about what I wanted. We're still good friends and I'll remember that day forever.

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The other knife I got when I was 14 back in the early '80's. An Aunt and Uncle took me on vacation where I traded some hard work for a getaway from my two younger brothers and my older sister. I had great memories from that trip as my Uncle (a different one from the story I memtioned above) tossed me the keys and said, "You're driving." It was an on-the-spot lesson and I did ok. No accidents and a lot of fun. We also caught a ton of sunfish, rock bass and perch from the dock and my Uncle bought this knife from the fishing store to clean the fish. After cleaning all those fish (not much meat on each of them) he let me keep the knife. It's nothing special. Stamped sheet metal bolsters, plastic scales, but I love the way I was treated as an adult that week. I was glad to find it after so many years.

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Could it really have been made in Ireland?
 
Here is a couple of my important ones. The black imperial diamond edge belonged to my great grandfather who owned a junkyard in a small town in illinois. My dad would spend his summers visiting him and helping him. The stories are endless and anytime my dad talks about him he gets a little teary eyed. Juny yard was long gone by the time I came around and uncle George was pretty old when we were kids. They had no children of there own. But about 35 neices and nephews. But when he died he left this knife to my dad with some other things he thought were pretty important. my dad in recent years gave me the knife. So until the day I have some of my dads knives this one will be number one.
The top knife the Cities Service knife was one I found in a shop on a road tirp years back and since I collected gas station stuff I bought it. It was one of my first knives that really sparked Collecting.- Joel
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Peter Parker, I really like your gran's knife, fine looking scales on a well worn&prized knife there:thumbup: Is one of the blades broken? Good knife for fishing alright:D
 
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