My 7 yoa grandson loves knifes.
I think he owns 10 or so.
I am building a survival fanny pack for him. It is going to inclued a six in Western brand hunting knife.
I will hone it to be razor sharp.
He will love it.
I got my first pocketknife in 1962, when I was 7. Still have a clearly visible scar on my left forefinger from when I learned not to cut toward myself, the first week I had it. I’ve carried one or more knives every day since then, in school and elsewhere (except for places like airplanes and courthouses).
Good for your grandson not to believe all of the bad-knives propaganda. Too bad schools have become so wussified about ordinary tools.
“My 7 yoa grandson loves knifes.”
I built a forge and started forging knives when I was 14 (1964). Finally made my last one this year but I’m still fascinated by them. I remember my first pocketknife, a Davy Crockett.
I collected them and had about 50.
Only have 4 or 5, now, but they're my favorites.