Hey Horn Dog, you're right, I like my toys and it seems like only yesterday I sliced open several fingers on my first Boy Scout knife (which is still in my drawer by the way)...it was if I became a "Blood Brother" to steel. It's obvious that many of you guys are as well.

When I was a small boy, my Dad was a knife trader and constantly had new blades for me to gawk at. The fascination has never left me.