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five years ago my father passed down his fathers 1918 WWI army infantry bayonet, his father served in world war II in the Philippines and died of tuberculosis there. My father was only 5 when his dad died. This bayonet was my fathers only material memory of his dad. When he gave it to me he shed tears, hes the toughest guy i know and i've never seen him cry other than that. This bayonet has meaning to me because it has meaning to my father, what a moment i shared with him when he gave it to me. What is your most meaningful knife?