Share some interesting knife stories?

[iambored388]

It can be about how your knife saved a life, how someone detroyed your knife, or just when it came in handy. I would like to hear them.

Sorry but i have no stories to share because i'm young and go to school, so i can't carry a knife much. And i haven't been carrying them that long anyway.

 

[Mahoney]

Quick story about the son of one of my teachers when I was in college. This would have been early to mid 1980s and he was a freshman in HS I think. He was into carpentry and martial arts, a good responsible kid, and like all handy folks with a slightly rural background he carried a pocket knife. Despite the zero tolerance policy of the somewhat "inner-city" High School he was attending... So one day in woodshop another student's apron gets caught in the lathe and the student is pulled in and is being choked by the strap of the apron around his neck. Out comes the pocket knife and the student is cut free but now the secret's out.... A visit to the principal ensues and he is told that since he saved a life, he won't be expelled for having a knife that day, but he will be expelled if he brings a knife to school in the future.

 

[tiguy7]

Impeccable logic!

 

[Thalestin]

Not my own story, but the reason I started to carry a knife regularly. I have always used a knife as long as I can remember. I got my own swiss army knife in grade 2 (7ish?) but played with my dad's knives as earlier than that.

Anyways, when I was young I would generally only a carry a knife on me when I was planning on using the knife. So if I was going into the woods to go cut some trees and carve some stuff Id bring my knife. Other times it would stay in my favorite stuff drawer.

When I was young, I think around 12, there were a lot of those 911 and rescuer type shows on TV. I always watched them with my dad before bed. Some interesting stories and such. Anyways, one of these stories really touched me and changed my knife changing habits forever. In this one episode, a women gets rear ended and her car catches on fire, and her seatbelt is unfortunately jammed. No one has a knife including the cop on scene. Sadly the women does not make it--she effectively burned alive (although it doesnt show that on the show). From that moment on I swore that I would always carry a knife on me, and have ever since. I even carried a small little blade in school, although it never left my pocket. It wasnt some super quality blade, but it was there in case I needed it.

I may never need to use my knife to save someones life, but I like to know that I could if needed.

And thats my knife story.

 

[ousanas]

Forgot I wanted to post my most recent favorite story.

At Christmas this past year, we were down at my Aunt and Uncle's house, I was out in the garage watching the kids play ping pong and talking to my younger cousin (just turned 20 or so). Another distant cousin (less than 10) came up and was trying to open a package, I quickly pulled out whatever knife I had on me at the time, opened it, and handed it back to him without even thinking about it or really stopping talking. He looked at me in amazement and then looked over at my 20 year old cousin and said "Ben, he carries a knife just like you do."

My cousin looked back at him and said "I know he does, he's the entire reason I carry a knife, he always had one when we needed it." I was so proud. The 20 year old's family are all hunters and do normally carry knives, but he's the only one who carries nice blades. Currently he's got a Kershaw. That reminds me, his wedding is coming up, I'll have to find a nice blade for him.