My first knife

This is a photo of the very first knife I ever owned. Yes, I still have it.

It is a Robeson “63251”. I got it while I was in 1st grade- I can’t remember who gave it to me now- and I carried it with me all throughout my kinderprison days- right through high school graduation. At school, every day, regardless of whatever the rules might have been. Not that I even have any idea whether it was “allowed” or not. I didn’t care, so I didn’t bother to see if I were breaking the rules.

And I never stabbed or attacked anyone with it. Not even the few times I ended up defending myself from bullies.

Of course, I graduated to bigger, better knives- even before I stopped carrying that one. A couple of times, when I knew I was facing a threat, I even took bigger knives with me into the adolescent zoo, just in case.

No “rule” can ever forbid me the tools of self defense. Of course, I also know every decision has consequences.

I was reminded of this by a post over at Joel’s blog.


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