But he married Sally Scissorhands fer crying out loud.
:D
LOL...those of us who carry knives.
Funny. Just a few years ago, I was in Marblehead, MA (nice town, touristy though) and I was walking up a narrow street open to pedestrians and saw a curious thing on the ground. I picked it up, and a young guy (maybe 14 or so) saw me pick it up to examine it.
He apparently saw it at the same time I did, and when I picked up he came over and asked me what it was.
It looked to me like...a knife handle. A handmade, very beautifully made knife handle. I told him what I thought it was, and he looked puzzled. He asked why it would be there, and I speculated it might have fallen off of a knife , who knows.
He asked who would walk around with a knife?”
I said a lot of people carry knives, and I had been carrying one since I was about eight years old and took it out to demonstrate.
While we were talking, a guy came up and saw me holding it and exclaimed “Thank God you found it!”
He had been sitting on a bench working on it, carving it, and when he got up to leave he had dropped it...:) I think that guy had put some loving work into it, and probably had a blade all ready for it.
What stuck with me was the amazement of this young kid that people would carry around knives, that the concept was so foreign to him.
I learned a lot about things with a pocket knife. First, never poke the point directly into something if the blade is not a locking one! Kept that lesson my whole life, after I had a blade fold up on me and get my finger good!
But I thought how sad it was that somewhere, somehow, school, home, whatever, somebody put it in this kid’s head that pocketknives...pocketknives! were somehow a bad or evil thing.