I even tried my hand (unsuccessfully) at whittling. I used it to sharpen sticks, carved letters into pieces of bark, dissected plants, and more. In my young mind, I thought I was finally a man! The knife became an extension of my body, and I never went anywhere without it. Having my own tool, it felt like my first rite of passage. Because my dad had given me one of his tools and trusted me with it, I was proud. I didn’t use it for several days I wanted to keep it as it was, perfect. It was a used Swiss Army Knife, but I didn’t care that it wasn’t new. 10 Survival Projects to Make with Your Swiss Army Knifeīy Bryan Lynch in the Victorinox Swiss Army Knife Camping & Outdoor Survival GuideĪround the age of five or six, I received my first pocketknife from my dad.
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