Living in Colorado, Western Knives was to knives what Redfield was to rifle scopes. As soon as I came of big game hunting age I saved my pennies and bought a Western Skinner. Which of course is a mistake for taking apart a critter or deboning. I struggled with that for years until I bought a more reasonable Western.
My first sheath knife as a kid in the late 60's/early 70's was a Western with 4-ish" blade.
Me too, about the same time frame. I used it to cut the strings when feeding square baled alfalfa to the milk cows, hauled 15-20 bales twice a day to the racks up on the hill. One day I got back to the house and it wasn't in the sheath. Spent hours up there looking for it, never found it. It's a wonder one of the cows or a tractor tire didn't find it.
