Dad gave me my Grandad's knife he butchered hogs with.
His initial carved in the handle. They were poor, raising nine kids. Don't remember ever having beef at their house. Chicken or pork, which is what they raised. Had the biggest gardens I've ever seen. One huge one by the river, nothing but potatoes. Burned wood for heat, coal at night. Old warm morning stove in the kitchen, wood stove in the living room. Out house til the early to mid 80"s.

Anyway, a knife like this was a prized possession. Hard to tell how many years be had it and how many times it was sharpened. I'm going to use it whenever possible.
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Last edited by jackmountain; 08/16/20.