The Christmas Knife

When I was a kid my mom's cousin was living on our couch for a couple months and had inherited a garage full of things.
In all that stuff there was this small belt knife which I fell in love with, but I was never the type to ask for things.
When he moved out though my mom handed it to me and said " merry Christmas ' , presumably because it had been obvious how much I liked it.

If I remember correctly it was right around Christmas time when he moved out , because he was charged no rent so he could afford Christmas presents for his daughter.



Then there's the year before last when my dad bought 3 Victorinox tinkers, one for him, his closest brother, and me.
He's carried his every day since, I carry mine often enough, but my uncle prefers watch pocket sized slipjoints and probably hasn't even opened his.
It likely went to his youngest son if he did.
 
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My story. Christmas 1970 I think. I was 7 years old and Dad gave me my first real knife. A Western Lil' Finn type knife with the leather handle. I remember it being about the sharpest knife I've ever had for some reason. Probably because I cut myself right away with it. I carried that knife with me everywhere. I don't remember when or how I lost that knife. I lament its loss more now that I am old enough to appreciate the quality. I'm sure he bought it at Stokes Hardware in town. That's where he bought all the knives and Winchesters he owned. That too has passed and a KFC or something stands on that corner now. Fast forward to Christmas '17 last year. Somehow my wife came through and bought me a new Case M3 L'il Finn. While it's not the same, but because she gave it to me, I carry it in my pocket or center console of the truck. As it ages and "becomes" mine, I'm sure it will earn it's share of fond memories that attach themselves to our personal possessions.
 
That's still how I think of her Dwight even though she's 39 with a husband and 13 and 7 year old little angels of her own.

This is my knife giving daughter with one of my granddaughters (her niece).
I know just how you feel Randy. My oldest daughter will soon be 41 and has a 13 year old also. They are always our little ones. Thanks for sharing the wonderful photo.

And thanks to each member that has shared a Christmas story in this thread. Very enjoyable and meaningful.
 
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God Bless & Merry Christmas,

- Del


Shameless Christmas Knife Plug

[edit] Mrs. Oro ordered one of these this morning! :D


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Somewhere around 1990 my Dad bought himself and I matching Buck knives and gave me mine for Christmas. I have used it every Christmas since to open gifts and free toys from their packaging. As you might imagine, it's a very special knife to me.
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Last year, a friend here sent me this Unicorn ivory 25 with a note saying "it's going to be a white Christmas."
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Somewhere around 1990 my Dad bought himself and I matching Buck knives and gave me mine for Christmas. I have used it every Christmas since to open gifts and free toys from their packaging. As you might imagine, it's a very special knife to me.
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Last year, a friend here sent me this Unicorn ivory 25 with a note saying "it's going to be a white Christmas."
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Besides being sentimental that Buck is something special:thumbsup::thumbsup:
 
I wanted to add a somewhat funny/not funny Christmas knife story. We always had a big Christmas gathering at my in laws, close to twenty people most years. So it was somewhat of a melee with all the unwrapping. My brother in law, an engineer with a PhD, was using a SAK classic someone had given him to get a kid's toy out of a blister pack (the most hated packaging ever) and plunged the knife blade deep in his thumb. He didn't say a word, went to the ER for a couple of stitches, came back, gave the knife to me and told me, "don't let me handle anything sharp". He's a good natured sort of guy, but I still chuckle about it every time I think of it....
 
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