The first knife that I fell in love wasn't one of mine, it was my older brother's Buck Lite. Whenever we were camping, it was his constant companion. It seemed as if that knife could do anything. 10 years later, he still has it and still uses it for everything. Everytime, I try to convince him to retire it, he refuses. He wouldn't even trade it for a BM AFCK!
I'll keep trying though,
Matt