Pheroze
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My son's friend came by today. His grandfather passed, and he inherited his camp knife. It struck me as probably the most beautiful token of a life well lived. Not a special knife with fine engraving. But, a silent testiment to this man's passion.
I am not sure if the photos show it. The knife blade is worn by repeated sharpening after days in the bush, and on the lake. He was a serious outdoorsman, and he used this tool well. I found this worn knife to be such a powerful reminder of the man who wore it. I never met him during his life, but somehow I feel like I was just introduced to him.
I know this lad will cherish this knife, and I hope it inspires him. I know it has inspired me.
I am not sure if the photos show it. The knife blade is worn by repeated sharpening after days in the bush, and on the lake. He was a serious outdoorsman, and he used this tool well. I found this worn knife to be such a powerful reminder of the man who wore it. I never met him during his life, but somehow I feel like I was just introduced to him.
I know this lad will cherish this knife, and I hope it inspires him. I know it has inspired me.