The only thing finer than a Herron knife was the man himself. George was my friend, my very good friend, and a better man never lived.

The knives themselves are without peer. Period.

I'll post a few below.

God Bless,

Steve


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Number Two ... The top one has scales from a Dall sheep horn I found in the Yukon. George gave this one-of-a-kind knife to me as a present.


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My "Usin' Herron," a Number Two that I've used to gut, skin and butcher literally hundreds of big game animals. There simply is no finer knife.

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George only published one catalogue and a single copy is worth at least as much as one of his knives.

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A Herron folder with mastadon ivory inserts


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"God Loves Each Of Us As If There Were Only One Of Us"
Saint Augustine of Hippo - AD 397