Who still carries a Case Knife?

My garden helper 47 in Red G10.
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This knife is quite special to me, as it belonged to my grandpa. My cousins, brother, and myself were all very close to him growing up. Hell of a man. I have this one and my brother has a similar knife that he also carried towards the end of his life.
A major role model for us growing up, he selflessly led by example and is what I think of when I need strength and patience as a father myself. He grew up quite poor to a family of tobacco farmers in Somerset KY, served in the army, put himself through college with the GI bill at the university of Kentucky, moved to Cincinnati Ohio where he met my grandma and had his family. He retired from GM. In the summertime my cousins and I spent about every night having slumber parties in the house that he and my grandma bought in 1951 if I remember correctly, the house my grandma just passed away in just two years ago. I have very vivid memories of my grandpa pushing us on the swings out in his yard and cutting a hunk of plug tobacco off with the very sheepsfoot blade in the photos from this knife. The way he cut the corner of the plug off in a single smooth motion towards his thumb, the way someone would cut a slice of apple, very much imbedded in my memory.
I don’t carry this one out of fear of losing it, but needless to say I keep it close and get it out every once in a while.
I can’t remember the exact story, but something happened at some point to the knife that involved it getting lost and run over by a car lol! It survived, but as you can see it bent the knife up a bit. Still works great, snaps open and closed!
My grandpa loved case knives. I remember him saying “case, double X!” With enthusiasm.7A916EFB-1A4C-474A-85E2-FA59F4CE3EEF.jpeg26B831E7-7B37-412B-B92B-576B4BB0EA6D.jpeg8265CD80-DDE6-440D-AAF3-DBB8A3D8123B.jpeg15E746AE-EBB0-4A40-A7FA-A67931E4BA31.jpeg46423D85-702B-47A4-8EF4-3C866DA7CAC6.jpeg
 
This one i do carry. I’d venture to say this has to e most carry miles of any knife I own. I carried this daily for years, before for whatever reason putting it up for some time.
I think it looks great now, as the bone has yellowed quite a bit.
Interesting to see the patina over the more bare steel from my last sharpening against the deeper patina in the middle of the blade.
I always liked how on this particular example the long spey blade opens really flat. Passed where you see it the angle usually stop, if that makes any sense. I just always thought the angle between the blade and handle helped for using that Spey blade for skinning.
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This knife is quite special to me, as it belonged to my grandpa. My cousins, brother, and myself were all very close to him growing up. Hell of a man. I have this one and my brother has a similar knife that he also carried towards the end of his life.
A major role model for us growing up, he selflessly led by example and is what I think of when I need strength and patience as a father myself. He grew up quite poor to a family of tobacco farmers in Somerset KY, served in the army, put himself through college with the GI bill at the university of Kentucky, moved to Cincinnati Ohio where he met my grandma and had his family. He retired from GM. In the summertime my cousins and I spent about every night having slumber parties in the house that he and my grandma bought in 1951 if I remember correctly, the house my grandma just passed away in just two years ago. I have very vivid memories of my grandpa pushing us on the swings out in his yard and cutting a hunk of plug tobacco off with the very sheepsfoot blade in the photos from this knife. The way he cut the corner of the plug off in a single smooth motion towards his thumb, the way someone would cut a slice of apple, very much imbedded in my memory.
I don’t carry this one out of fear of losing it, but needless to say I keep it close and get it out every once in a while.
I can’t remember the exact story, but something happened at some point to the knife that involved it getting lost and run over by a car lol! It survived, but as you can see it bent the knife up a bit. Still works great, snaps open and closed!
My grandpa loved case knives. I remember him saying “case, double X!” With enthusiasm.View attachment 2578613View attachment 2578614View attachment 2578618View attachment 2578619View attachment 2578620
Wonderful story, thanks for sharing that. Nice trapper too. 👍
 
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