- Joined
- Feb 20, 2005
- Location
- South of the North 40
Below my rambling you will see a few knives. First is a fine blade I picked up from a dead Cossack in the Crimea; he was a man who died hard and took a lot of killing. I can and do have much respect for a fighting man. Beside it is a knife that was gifted me by an old Dakota who bartered the blade for a few nights rest in a warm place and the meals to go with it. He passed before the end of his stay. I took him deep into the woods and built him a scaffold as I had seen his people do for their departed. I hope I did him a good turn.
Second is a well built "Arkansas Toothpick" that I acquired shortly after my arrival in the United States. It has a keen edge and has served me well over the years. At one point I broke the point using it as a pry bar; a blacksmith was able to repair it with a simple forge weld. That I still have it so many years later is a testament to the quality of the steel.
Finally there is a fine blade of the Kabyle people, a beautiful piece that I intended to trade or sell. But the time never came to part with it until I saw my wife look at it with appreciation. Now it rests beneath her pillow at night and as far as I know rarely if ever leaves her person.
Second is a well built "Arkansas Toothpick" that I acquired shortly after my arrival in the United States. It has a keen edge and has served me well over the years. At one point I broke the point using it as a pry bar; a blacksmith was able to repair it with a simple forge weld. That I still have it so many years later is a testament to the quality of the steel.
Finally there is a fine blade of the Kabyle people, a beautiful piece that I intended to trade or sell. But the time never came to part with it until I saw my wife look at it with appreciation. Now it rests beneath her pillow at night and as far as I know rarely if ever leaves her person.
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