Some of us have some nice old knives and some both old & pretty worn out. I haven't kept all of them but for one reason or another I have kept a few. The blades have either been broken or sharpened a thousand times. The 2 below are the first 2 pocket knives my Grandpa gave to me back in the mid-sixties. They were already half-dead and old at the time but I cherished them and keep 'em for sentimental reasons. Grandpa said he had the Iroquios during the Depression and skinned rabbits with it. A recent copy of Knifeworld shows that it was indeed around as early as 1922 under the Utica cutlery family. The Keen Kutter Grandma got at a yard sale in the 50s.