My first knife was one of those brass bolstered folding lockers with the blade marked Pakistan. They used to sell them at flea markets covered in cosmoline and waxed paper. They also could be won at the county fair along with roach clips with pink or blue feathers strung from them on gray suede, cardboard framed rock band mirrors, and airbrushed cowboy hats.

These are a bit later, my little brother gave them to me 25 years ago. They've been in this old hard sided suitcase I kept all my hunting stuff in as a kid. It became a time capsule of sorts.
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This one was also in there. The blade's marked STAG Ireland.
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Originally Posted by 16penny
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