I am going to pick on one of my friends who takes the time to post on my blog. He said that I am “in the privileged position of a collector.” I am indeed privileged to own some wonderful knives made by some of the best makers. But, that privilege has come at a fairly high price. If you consider money in the bank, or other assets, I am not a wealthy man. All of my wealth is in cold steel, kydex, leather, brass, etc. And for him I have included this photo of a nice Ron Gaston Tanto with elder burl handles.
Rather than a collector, I consider myself a Patron of the Arts. Part of my patronage extends to training and experimentation with many styles of fighting knives. Another aspect is writing this blog, and publishing my website on Fairbairn Sykes knives. It seems like my life is measured in lengths of steel. One of my first knives (age 12) was a Scottish sgian dubh. I still have that knife. When I went to Vietnam I carried a small German dagger. I sent three knives to my father during his deployments over there. One of them saved his life. I trained in Japanese kenjutsu and Iaido for 12 or more years. As many of you know I wrote one book on knife defense and have nearly finished a second one on knife fighting. For many years I taught karate, Iaido, and knife arts free of charge. Now I am 64 and my love of cold steel has not been quenched.
If you are celebrating Independence Day today (and well you should be) and you live in the freest nation in the world, please remember those men in uniform whom fought and died for your freedoms, and those still serving.