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My dad was not an outdoors or knife guy and I had three older sisters and no brothers. I remember seeing a display of Cub Scout and Boy Scout knives in a small-town clothing store that was owned by one of my dad's buddies. I wanted one, but was told you had to be a Cub Scout to buy one.
I got an allowance as a kid and also worked in my uncle's grocery store. I decided to save up some money and bought a beautiful Case camp knife --it looked just like one of those Boy Scout knives!-- at the local outdoor store. I lost it that winter. I found it in the spring but, needless to say, it wasn't in very good condition.
I decided on something a little more pocketable to replace it: a Schrade 895 Rancher (med. stockman). That was in 1975-6 and I still have it today. It was all downhill from there...
I got an allowance as a kid and also worked in my uncle's grocery store. I decided to save up some money and bought a beautiful Case camp knife --it looked just like one of those Boy Scout knives!-- at the local outdoor store. I lost it that winter. I found it in the spring but, needless to say, it wasn't in very good condition.
I decided on something a little more pocketable to replace it: a Schrade 895 Rancher (med. stockman). That was in 1975-6 and I still have it today. It was all downhill from there...