Codger_64
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A worker in the machine shop was admiring my UH knife and asked me to find one for her to give to her father for Christmas. "O.K." I said. "Cost you about twenty, but I need to be paid for it when I bring it to you." "Deal!"
Her father is Henry D. Martin, owner of the machine shop where I hibernate each winter. An Uncle Henry for Henry D.! I went back to the small town grocery/five & dime that used to be Freds and bought the last one they had for $18 and tax.
When I presented her with the knife, though, she had changed her mind. So I gave the new knife to my wife... she had been using a Pakastani POS as an edc. All I got out of the deal was the box and another family member toting a Schrade!
Codger A Schrade in hand is worth two on the shelf
Her father is Henry D. Martin, owner of the machine shop where I hibernate each winter. An Uncle Henry for Henry D.! I went back to the small town grocery/five & dime that used to be Freds and bought the last one they had for $18 and tax.
When I presented her with the knife, though, she had changed her mind. So I gave the new knife to my wife... she had been using a Pakastani POS as an edc. All I got out of the deal was the box and another family member toting a Schrade!
Codger A Schrade in hand is worth two on the shelf