I'm not totin' a pair of trappers or other twins for Twosday, as I am totin' some surprises that I received last Friday. As I have recounted previously in this thread, several buddies and I gather occasionally at our favorite local establishment for laughs, lies, and libations. I usually bring a few folders and fixed blades to get/keep the conversation going. A couple of the guys fish/hunt and, so, are interested, but mostly the guys kindly humor me. On last Friday, one regular mentioned that he had accompanied his wife on a short "antiquing" trip to West Virginia. To stave off his boredom, he asked the various shop owners if they had any guns or knives. Along with strange looks, he got to see some backrooms and odd boxes of tools and junk, he said. No guns. He did pick up a few knives to help my recuperation from the kidney stone extraction, though he warned, "they can't be worth much, given what I paid for them." Then he placed them on the bar:
A Vic Spartan from 2005-2009, a Case 6205R from 1971, and an L. L. Bean Pocket knife from ? I thought I was going to cry, but got away with a quick hug. Recovery complete!
- Stuart