When I first decided to collect knives I didn't have an EDC. After working and doing chores for my parents I was allowed to get a little Case caliber lockback, I cherished that knife like no other. I carried it 24/7, but I ended up loosing it and I was without a carry knife. My Grandfather gifted me an old Case Whaler knife that he had, but I only carried it for a few weeks before my Birthday rolled around. I just asked for a knife, no pattern in particular, just a knife.
I knew it was a Case box, I imagined what it could be through the wrapping paper, but I could never guess. After ripping through the paper, I spilled out a little brown Peanut. This knife was as old time as it got for me, I loved it. I knew the scales weren't Bone, but it was a perfect little knife. I couldn't tell it was in my pocket, but when I needed it, it was there, it did everything and went everywhere with me. Time has a way of changing things and I changed my EDC out, I still loved that Peanut, but I left it at home a lot. When I finally started carrying it, I was involved in a car accident and I lost that nut somewhere in the wreckage.
When my birthday rolled around there was only one thing I wanted, a Case peanut. My Grandmother has always supported my knife addiction and another peanut was almost a given. I received a harvest orange nut, a beautiful little knife that warmed my heart and my pocket. After joining this forum and reading Carl's many stories on the nut and in particular the yellow nut, I had to have one. Another year passed and it was time for another b-day request. I was specific about wanting a CV peanut and when my little yellow buddy spilled out, I was more than pleased.
My Grandmother had a stroke a few days ago and we are going to Pittsburgh everyday, having that little nut is perfect. It will do everything I need it too and with my Grandmother in the hospital, it reminds me of her. It will be with me until she comes home, hopefully right when it's the perfect time.
Here they are.