Just spent yesterday and today watching an online auction. They sold 700 knives, which was a portion of the old man’s estate. I bought a couple. Wish I’d have bought a few more.
This fella was well known in our community. He’d had a stroke, and either communicated with hand signals or a pen and pad of paper he kept handy in his shirt pocket. No telling what the old man was worth, but you’d never know it. He was as nice a guy as you’ll ever meet, and still a kid at heart.
I always fancied myself as a pretty formidable card player, but you simply could not beat this fella and his buddy at Rook. No matter who I partnered with, I can’t remember once ever even getting close to beating them. If they cheated, I never caught them, and I have a pretty good idea what to watch for.
Two reasons I post this.
One, these type fellas are gone, never to return.
Two, collecting pocket knives isn’t nearly as dead a hobby as I thought. His family and the auctioneer will be very happy with the results.
Have a great weekend and thanks for listening!