My first was a Kamp King that I got at age 12 and was my only pocket knife for the next 15 years. It was used and abused without mercy, including games of "stretch" when I was still that age, and for all manner of both proper and inappropriate purposes. I was ignorant of knife maintenance, the blade was rarely sharpened and the tip broken off. It was a constant companion in the Army, where I preferred it to the GI issue "demo" knife, and was with me until one day I impulsively gave it to a girl friend who was leaving town for good. Ten years later, I ran into her again. While reminiscing, I asked her what had become of the Kamp King. Turns out that days later, she had "lost" it (can't say I blame her, it was a mite tatty by then.)
Like most of us who have posted here, I can't provide pix of something I no longer have, but not long ago, a friend who knew my KK story found one at a yard sale. It was in great condition, so he paid $1 for it and passed it on to me. Usually, it resides in a box of seldom used things, but because of this thread, is in my pocket now.
It's been a sweet nostalgia trip, but I've gotta tell you, you can't go back.
