That is a cool story and thanks for sharing.Way back in the 80's I was at a gun show in San Jose. A dealer had the then brand new Cold Steel SRK. I think he wanted $40 for it and I only wanted to pay $30 so we were dickering and joking with each other in good fun and a small crowd gathered around us so finally I said I'll flip you for it Heads I pay 30, tails I pay 40. After making a big show of examining my coin, he agreed. We got ready to flip and a couple bystanders decided they wanted in on the deal, The coin is flipped by a third party and HEADS!! The dealer may not have gotten his full profit but he sold every SRK he had at the show right then. I still have that knife because of that fun memory. Since then, I have purchased many knives and have spent well over $100 too many times, but what can I say? I like Randalls.
I've got a couple of those. I swapped carrying one on a duty rig for the lightweight version back in the day.View attachment 976287
My Buck #110 didn't cost me a hundred dollars, but at the time it took a very large chunk out of a meager paycheck. Rode on my hip day and night for decades and served not only as a knife, but a multipurpose tool (brass pommels drifted many a gunsight, or knocked battery terminals loose). To not have it was as if a hand had been chopped off. As return on investment it saved me a hundred dollars a hundred times over.
My mother owned a '75 Maverick. The butterfly on the carb was chronically sticking closed, and so to get her going in a hurry, I'd pop the hood, pull the air cleaner lid, and shove the 110 into the throat to hold the butterfly open. In even more of a hurry and probably distracted, I threw the hood down on top of the ol' 110 still in the carb: Buck didn't survive. Maverick was "repaired" instantly and gave no more trouble (dimple in the hood, though, but Mom thought it was a fair trade).
I shipped my trusted companion back to the factory (then in California) pleading with them to resurrect it, explaining MY error and some of the sentimental history of it.
They sent me back a brand new one (WITH the customary bible verse that came with every Buck then: What happened to THAT?), AND the ol' buddy to boot.
As far as celebrity endorsements, Charlie Manson liked 'em too.