[Night Hides Not]

During my junior year, my parents bought me a beautiful Buck knife for Christmas. I was one of dozens of boys that wore a knife and scabbard to school.

There was never a fight or injury involving those knives.

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Guys in school used to always have a knife in their pocket or boot. And a worn circle on their back pocket from the Skoal tobacco can.

The school parking lot was full of pickups with guns in the gun racks and shells rolling around in the floorboard. Door were never locked and windows were rolled down. No one thought a thing about it.

There was never a problem. No one gave it a second thought.