...At the end of the day, they are just bits of metal and wood or plastic. The value of my collection will be in the stories I might pass down to those who want to listen...
... Instead of worrying about what happens to my knives, I hope to worry about passing on the lessons I've learned from them..."This knife was the one I used to take on "bug hunts" with your mom when she was 3. We'd use it to pry up rocks to look for ants and worms! This one, was made knife makers who's incredibly well known and did incredible work before he retired. He made this one for me when he first started out. I carried it on every hiking trip the last 40 years. These...now these big monsters are call khukuris. I learned about them from a man and his wife who wanted to sell these in order to help the poorest of the poor people. As a matter of fact, this is the very one your grandma and I used to cut our wedding cake!"
Stuff like that means Infinity more to me regarding the hobby. Knives are just good conduits to some of the most memorable times in my life. I honestly hope I give most of my collection away before someone has to appraise its worth. Leaving a warm lingering smile on someone's lips and a pleasant memory to return to from time to time is far more important to me than what all my stuff is worth.