What "Traditional Knife" are ya totin' today?

Thank you.
Not familiar with the covers or the shield on your Case. That is certainly a unique and attractive looking knife.

Thanks! The covers are Rosewood. As far as I know, they only made them for a couple of years. Even so, there are others here on the Porch. Mike, mbkr mbkr has one, and I think @Primble has all the rest😎

By the way, the serrated blade is perfect for separating joints, gristle, etc on roast beast.
I didn't actually "tote" any knife today

This one, however, is sitting on the coffee table next to my easy chair so I snapped a quick pic. If I'm reading the tang stamp right, it is a 1999 model.

 
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Jim awoke Tuesday morning and remembered where he’d last seen his GEC #99 Wall Street pocket knife. He emptied the contents of a cookie jar onto the table, sorting through the odd mix with mild curiosity. The pocket knife caught his eye. Its Wharncliffe blade sharp, clean, and clearly still up to the task. Nearby, an aged baseball, covered in barely legible signatures, rolled to a stop. Jim gave it a glance and placed it aside. It wasn’t worth much. The local legends of a minor league club from 1941 and none of the names were famous. Jim had hung onto it only because his dad had garnered the signatures as an awestruck 11yr old.

Among the collection were curious items that sparked Jim's still groggy imagination. A worn painted wood yo-yo marked "Duncan Tournament," a leftover from a 60’s childhood, two vintage New York Transit Authority tokens, and an old Civil War bullet smoothed by time. Red plastic beads looped through the arrangement like forgotten Mardi Gras laughter and a pair of mother-of-pearl cufflinks reflecting soft light like tiny moons screaming, “I used to be fancy!” were a strange pairing, shoved into the cookie jar without much thought. A compass fittingly pointed near south, reminding Jim of his current dating life. And a U.S. Shelby Co. P-38 can opener, long unused, still with tiny bits of mystery grub crud. Time was moving on this morning and not everything old was a treasure, sometimes it was just stuff. Others might politely say, junk.

Jim shrugged, scooped up the Wall Street pocket knife and slid it into his pocket. He gave one of the New York Transit tokens a quick rub for luck, gearing up to face whatever ride the day had in store.

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Another great yarn!!👌....I remember those tokens.....Have any of the VZ bridge tokens they used to use???.....
It was supposed to be free to use.......Yeah OK not in NYSHITTY......💩💩💩
 
Another great yarn!!👌....I remember those tokens.....Have any of the VZ bridge tokens they used to use???.....
It was supposed to be free to use.......Yeah OK not in NYSHITTY......💩💩💩
HA !!! ... Nope, just those two. I do also have one from a visit to Boston.
Just thought the vintage NYC tokens appropriate to the Wall Street pocket knife :)
 
Just a Dog Head Coppersmith Pinch Lockback in Rootbeer bone, produced by Canal Street Cutlery for KA-BAR
And some fashion accessories belonging to the best pet and companion pure bred Colby American Pit Bull Terrier that ever looked through a collar
Pure Colby bloodline top and bottom, all the way back in his pedigree. No outs or crosses. Owning Mason is like owning a bit of history
He's dual registered UKC and ADBA but I never had any intention of breeding him, nor has he ever been bred. I'm not a breeder
Mason will be 14yrs old on the 18th of this September

Everything has a story but no story along with this post. Well, nothing more than mentioned above HA
I spent a great deal of time crafting a story the last few hours and posted it here this morning ...
The Edge of Steel: A Quiet Encounter That Might Have Been (Trevor Ablett & Graham Clayton) ... thanks for looking :cool:

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