Your VERY FIRST pocket knife?

Heartland_edc

Heartland_edc

Joined
May 4, 2015
Messages
947
I was home at my parents' place for Thanksgiving and going through a few drawers in my room. In the bottom drawer of my desk, I found my very first pocket knife. My dad gave it to me when I was around 9 years old. I remember him saying it was his when he was younger, but im not sure where he got it. It could have originally been my Grandfather's, in which case, it's crazy old. I took a few pics so you could see. The blades have lots of surface rust but it functions great, and is still relatively sharp. This was definitely the knife that started the obsession. I have A LOT of fond memories with this little guy. I used it for almost everything, including tons of stuff you should really never use a knife for. I'm honestly impressed its still intact! Does anyone else still have their first folder? Or remember what it was? Post pics or a description if you would like! :)


 
My first pocket knife was lost shortly after another kid opened his thumb with it, about 40 years ago. We were on an Army Cadet weekend setting up old hoochies and eating skank mil surplus RP4's. The Hershey bar was pretty good though. :D
 
Was confiscated by my mom.
 
Technically my first knife was a dollar store multi function knife, but my real first knife was a Shcrade 33OT which I no longer use as i learned enough about knives to realize that it is defective as the sheep's foot blade sticks up way too much and has a limp back spring.
 
I beleive my first pocket knife i owned was an no8 opinel that i got from my father when he passed away. I really liked the thing and some twat stole it from me. Anyway now i do have another no8. My first knife that i purchased was a buck bantam at my local outdoors store.
 
Couldn't remember if I had to.. The one I can remember (the one that got me started) was a Spyderco Wayne Goddard
 
Will never forget my first ;)

A Victorinox Woodsman I sent out for out of the back of a Boy's Life magazine when I was 10(ish?)

I didn't stick with the 'Scouts but was addicted to sharp objects/tools/weaponry..... that would prove to run deeper than I ever thought.
 
Charlie Mike said:
Was confiscated by my mom.
Click to expand...

Never got it back huh? Lost a couple of items down the road this way too..

Did get my first pocket knife back though. Was gifted one at age 7/8 or something, which was immediately taken away.
Found it stashed away (10+) years later when searching for something random, and now have it back in possession.

Have never carried it though, since I've bought a couple more knives before finding it again.
It's a SAK, think the soldier variant.
 
Mine was probably a SAK knockoff that some company gave my dad at work and he gave to me, but some of the first knives I ever played with were his. A Gerber with two Ruby's in it from a work anniversary and a LB7 that my uncle gave him about the time I was born. He just gave me both of those and an old Case that even I forgot I had when I was really little, and he still had it.
 
Victorinox super tinker, gerber gator mate and Ontario air force survival knife when I was 9 or 10. Cant remember which I got first. Then a delica at a gun show, which started my obsession with knives.
 
My first was a Barlow hand me down from my Dad about sixty years ago. I lost it, but it was replaced by other Barlows & Boy Scout type knives, which ended up being, you guessed it, lost.

A few years ago, after my Mother's death, our family was cleaning out her house before auction. Someone ran across a box in the attic containing a whole bunch of my "lost" knives. All were in surprisingly good condition, considering they were in the attic since before 1966, when I joined the service. My son spent a lot of time going through them & I ended up giving him the whole box.
 
I still have the very first pocket knife I bought myself. Bought it in the summer of 1979 after graduating from high school.
Case%2520Barlow%2520Open.jpg



My sister gave me this one in the early-md '70s.
Opinel%2520Repatinated.JPG
 
since I got my first pocket knife probably 65+ years ago, I can't even remember what it was, and there were no digital cameras back then. Not even Polaroids. Nothing but Brownie box cameras. ;)
 
When I was 7, my dad came back from a trip to Sweden and presented me with a Victorinox SAK (forgot what model it was but had black handle scales). I thought it was the coolest thing ever! It made me subconsciously realise that I pretty much always had a passion for blades. I cherished it and used it to cut random stuff until it was dull, but unfortunately lost it when I was moving out to another house😞.

Due to just having 1 SAK and having no idea where to buy blades and having no access to credits cards, my interest in knives did not grow into a hobby just yet.

Until.... one day i came across a local camping store that happens to sell folders and fixed blades. I started saving up my pocket money.
It was a Buck Bantam BBW which i bought myself about 2 years ago back when i was 13-14 yo. Back then I thought it was expensive. My parents thought that it was a dangerous weapon and showed disapproval for my purchase. Little did they know back then, the little Buck bantam planted the seed to this hobby of mine about sharp stuff, with each purchase increasing in price😱but I doubt that addiction is going to subside anytime soon😁

Sent from the BatComputer
 
4years old. Single slipjoint swissarmy knife from my dad. Haven't seen it in years. Scar on almost every very finger from it.
 
An Ulster stockman when I was 8 because it appealed to me. It turned out to be the perfect knife for farming. It's still around somewhere after more than 60 years.
 
Lots of SAK's. I got another SAK story to add on. I was 7-8 years old when I got a SAK Classic with black handle scales from my Dad. I loved that thing and used it for everything, never cut myself though, I used it so much the little logo feel off. I had it for about 2 years when I lost it somewhere, I looked and looked for that thing but just couldn't find it. It was really upsetting because back then that was a cool little knife. (and I had an particular liking for little things, trinkets and such) A couple months after losing it my Dad gave me his Camper. I did cut my thumb with the Camper, it was an awesome knife that I used up until a year ago when a blade broke, and it was retired and replaced by a series of other knives.

I still use my pocket knives for everything, even food prep. For me, it doesn't feel right not have a knife on me, I feel like a limb is missing.
 
This photo is somewhat representative of my knife progression over the years. The 2 on the left are some of my oldest knives. The first one was a present from my grandfather, probably over 50 years ago. The second one was handed down from my father, after he broke the tip off of the main blade. I ground it square to make it a screwdriver and carried it while I worked as a mechanic. I had several knives handed down by my father, that's probably where I got my first knife even though I don't remember what it was now.

DSC_6323b.jpg
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top