Went Through My 14 Y/O Son's Desk......What I Found Was Very Disturbing

Kodiak PA

Kodiak PA

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Every parent's nightmare. I found my son's Gerber E-Z out on the floor today. I thought I would be nice and return it to the drawer he keeps his knives in. What I found turned my stomach.

His Matt Lamey Pearl River Companion knife was dirty and dull. Just lying in there, blade all stained and all. I don't know how long it was there. Doesn't he know Matt doesn't use stainless steel? I nearly puked. Dirt all caked on. It was nasty It must have been like that for months.

I know most parents would think I am enabling him but I panicked. I know I should have contacted the proper authorities but I covered the whole scene up. I got some simichrome and polished the blade for what seemed like hours. I then sharpened it on my DMT bench stone starting with the fine grit and gave it a good stropping. I cleaned the leather with some cheap Wally world leather cleaner. I know I shouldn't have done that. I mean, how will he learn if daddy is always there, picking up his knives for him?

I hope he outgrows this behavior. I mean, I had a dirty knife or two as a kid...but it was different back then. People didn't know about steel the way they do now. Back then we just abused a knife and left it for dead when we had our way with it. Now, it's not so PC.....I am so confused.

I hope I did the right thing.
 
You got me going!
thought that this would involve cops and jail and who knows!
 
Been there. I got on the wrong path early. I hung out with a roguish bunch of Cub Scouts who just sliced debris for the fun of it. By age eleven I was doing the hard stuff, my father’s Bucks. It was the steel talking, not me. I careened from implement to implement—ice picks, old files, awls, butter knives—it didn’t matter, I used and abused.

Then I met a nice Emerson. She reined in my tempestuous ways. Sure, I was clumsy sharpening for the first time, and the Tuff-Cloth got all over everything, but I learned.

I’m with a nice Microtech now. We’re happy, but we lead a quieter life. I look back on those footloose days with a gentle smile, a touch of regret and a pang of disbelief.

Your son will settle down with a nice one after he sows his wild oats. As we say in my neck of the woods, “An apple slicer doesn’t fall far from the butcher block.” Good luck.
 
I was just about to give my son that SIFU he has been bugging me for.


Now I have to rethink it.
 
maybe a support group is in order.

my name is "______" and i have a child who abuses fine cutlery.:(

it's okay, i have a daughter who could care less about knives.(gasp!) put her on a horse though and she's happy. she has even had the audacity to call me silly as i hit the button on my halo III and smile for the 35th time that day.
 
Damn, a fathers worst nightmare. Why couldn't it have been pot or something? These kids of today, when will they learn?
 
Originally posted by fracmeister
I was just about to give my son that SIFU he has been bugging me for. Now I have to rethink it.
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You COULD give that Sifu to ME!.:D. I PROMISE to take GOOD care of it, and keep it free from dirt and rust!. (...And I'll even send ya a Swiss Army knife to give to your boy.).
 
I can only imagine the horror of my own parents when they learned that I went straight to the hard stuff.....firearms.

Yep, started with a .410 single shot when I was 8. Oh, it was innocent enough. I wouldn't ever want any more, I told them.

But the terrible history in the making had begun. 12 gauge double, pumps, autos....RIFLES!!!!! I can make a hit from long distance!!!
The next thing you know, I'm early 40's and shooting some Ruskie gun called "Makarov" fer crissakes!! Oh the shame....ohhh the shame....
 
Contact Social Services, Gregg has failed as a parent ;)

My old man would have made me clean and sharpen every blade in the neiborhood...
 
from movie The Patriot
Benjamin Martin: I have long feared that my sins would return to haunt me, and the cost would be more than I could bear.
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Sorry to hear this Greg...
G2
 
Im glad he is using it.... but the knife being dull should require some direct discipline!
 
This sure sounds Knife Topically-like to me, so I'm moving it to General

Kodiak, I know the feeling... a while back, I caught my kids cutting up the carpet on the living room floor with Sebenzas and Elishewitzes. I have since gotten even many times over.
VG
 
Hehehe. I figured you found your first Playboy stash or something. :D

My nephew got a junky POS knife last year from his father, just to see if he was ready for the responsibility. I found it two weeks later at camp, while emptying the chemical toilet!!! He actually dropped the knife into the shitter, and couldn't figure out where it went!!!!

It's been a year now, and I just gave him his first Buck slipjoint. He better not lose this one while taking a dump!!!
 
I just hope the Buck slipjoint is a little bigger than that first POS. Hopefully he won't swallow this one too!:D

AL
 
Kodiak,
I'm afraid this calls for "Tough Love!"

Take all his nice knives away from him and buy him the biggest, ugliest Frost Cutlery Bowie you can find in the catalog. Make him wear it on his hip on your next major hunting trip and live through the horrible derision and ridicule that comes from having a ridiculous POS.

This will teach him to better appreciate, value, and maintain high quality knives.

If that doesn't work, you could always beat severely him about the head and shoulders with a pick handle.
:D
 
I thought to myself-"Oh no. Not the bright kid who wrote the awesome essay in Blade Magazine." Then I was relieved. Then I started thinking like Keith. Why couldn't it have been a Penthouse or somethin'. Not a custom. :(

Jim McCullough
 
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