eisman
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A place around the corner from me is having an estate/yard sale, as the folks that lived there recently passed away and the kids are getting ready to put it on the market. I really didn't need anything, but sometime can find something worth dragging home. No such luck this time, and as I was leaving one of the ladies asked if there was something I was looking for in particular. I mentioned some tools and "old pocketknives" and she perked up. She said her dad had a couple knives, and they put them away with the lighters so the kids wouldn't get into them.
They brought out a baggie with four pocket knives, three of which you see here, and another old bartenders knife with a broken blade and cell scales; all gone to rust. That one hit the trash, but the others are nice little watch pocket blades like every old guy I grew up with carried. The Imperial and Ranger hardly look used, but I'll bet the old man carried that little Buck a fair amount. (It was the only one with pocket fuzz inside.)
They'll get a drop of oil and a new edge, and off into the drawers they go. If nothing else they won't have to deal with the celluloid degassing...
They brought out a baggie with four pocket knives, three of which you see here, and another old bartenders knife with a broken blade and cell scales; all gone to rust. That one hit the trash, but the others are nice little watch pocket blades like every old guy I grew up with carried. The Imperial and Ranger hardly look used, but I'll bet the old man carried that little Buck a fair amount. (It was the only one with pocket fuzz inside.)
They'll get a drop of oil and a new edge, and off into the drawers they go. If nothing else they won't have to deal with the celluloid degassing...
