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David Mary said:
You realize that's me any day I forget my knife? (okay so actually zero days)



You realize that's me and Smokey if we had lived 400 years ago in Japan?
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Yeah, but he has a sword. Plus, if you create amazing knives, all forms of companionship and modes of transportation are clearly perfectly acceptable. Any cat that can survive in your area, is reclassified as trustworthy. lol

I'm worried about Blues, is he on vacation or something? Derailing and off topic posts ending in 3... 2.. 1. 😂
 
catspa said:
As per my grandpa: “Boy, a man who don’t carry a knife’ll spend half his life runnin’ back and forth to the kitchen drawer…”

That’s gotta be hard on the flooring.

Parker
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Sounds a lot like my grandpa! God bless them both!
 
I'm into knives because of my dad. He was a lineman here in rural Missouri for over 40 years. He worked when everybody else ran for shelter - tornadoes, ice storms, whatever. 12 hour shifts - days and nights - I remember him coming home some nights when his beard was covered in ice.

He had a Buck 110 he always carried, and he kept it razor sharp at all times. Sitting in his chair at night freehand sharpening it with a stone and stropping it on his belt - he always had to shave his arm a bit and smile over at me when it was done.

He was and still is my hero. He's 73 now - we ate breakfast at a local diner last weekend, and he pulled out that same old Buck 110 to cut his steak. I had to smile. :)
 
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Stringjam7 said:
I'm into knives because of my dad. He was a lineman here in rural Missouri for over 40 years. He worked when everybody else ran for shelter - tornadoes, ice storms, whatever. 12 hour shifts - days and nights - I remember him coming home some nights when his beard was covered in ice.

He had a Buck 110 he always carried, and he kept it razor sharp at all times. Sitting in his chair at night freehand sharpening it with a stone and stropping it on his belt - he always had to shave his arm a bit and smile over at me when it was done.

He was and still is my hero. He's 73 now - we ate breakfast at a local diner last weekend, and he pulled out that same old Buck 110 to cut his steak. I had to smile. :)
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Not nice to work in that crap........at all.........but I always loved doing storm work....Tree work for me.......It was the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow...... In 91 after Hurricane Andrew I went to Florida and made about $600,000 in 4 months.........Worked real hard and then played real hard...Too hard really😜......Always had my Buck 110.😉......Thanx for the reminder of the good old days😜
 
Stringjam7 said:
I'm into knives because of my dad. He was a lineman here in rural Missouri for over 40 years. He worked when everybody else ran for shelter - tornadoes, ice storms, whatever. 12 hour shifts - days and nights - I remember him coming home some nights when his beard was covered in ice.

He had a Buck 110 he always carried, and he kept it razor sharp at all times. Sitting in his chair at night freehand sharpening it with a stone and stropping it on his belt - he always had to shave his arm a bit and smile over at me when it was done.

He was and still is my hero. He's 73 now - we ate breakfast at a local diner last weekend, and he pulled out that same old Buck 110 to cut his steak. I had to smile. :)
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I grew up in rural Missoura as well, down in the Ozarks!
 
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