It’s amazing how much junk you accumulate, even when you’ve ditched a helluva lot of junk. Just stay in one place long enough…
Landlady asked me to please, since I now have a storage shed, please please do something about all the junk I left in her barn. I was anxious to get that done before her next visit so she wouldn’t think I spend all my time sitting in a chair reading, which is what I actually do. Naturally I left it till the very last possible week, and naturally then I blew out my back. Karma sucks.
Anyway,
Yeah, most of this stuff could go straight to the landfill and nobody would be poorer. There’s some ammo, some long-term stored food I hope I never have to eat, and that’s about it.
But there was a diamond or two among the garbage…
Older Than You.
This, my friends, is kicking it old-school. No quick-open with your thumb, no belt clip. It’s about half as heavy as my 1911. It’ll take and hold a shaving edge, and I’ve had it since I still had a little hair. Wondered where it got off to. No, I probably still won’t carry it, I like my Benchmade for a folder. But it’s nice to have it back, just because.
Which, I suppose, is why I’m still up to my neck in junk I don’t use.
I have a knife and sheath that look just like yours. They belonged to my late husband. I don’t have much left that belonged to him, and sometimes I take it out just to remember him. It sits on my gun table all the time. No, not something I carry, but something I treasure anyway. 🙂
Hey, a Schrade LB7 – that is a great find! Those Old Timers / Uncle Henry’s were great folding knives, nothing fancy, just a good blade. Congratulations on your good fortune.
My old Buck Folding Hunter is my favorite knife for field dressing and skinning deer. I like its heft and the way it holds an edge. My pocket knives are Spiderco Delicas. Completely different jobs.
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