My SECOND rehandle job
Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2007 4:00 pm
This started out as a Parker advertisement knife I bought off e-bay for $9.00. I had some pieces of applewood I had squirreled away for over 20 years that came from a tree in my parents front yard. Funny story behind that old tree. My Dad would spend untold sums of money each year on fertilizer and insect spray trying to get it to produce apples with no worm holes, all the while complaining about how much time and effort he had to put into that tree. When harvest time came, if he got a bucket full of apples, he was lucky. But he never gave up. Year after year, it was the same old routine. A hard headed old cuss he was. Not long after he passed away in 1984, my Mom called me one day and asked if I could come by. She asked what I thought about having that old apple tree removed. She was afraid my Dad would turn over in his grave, but after I gave her my blessing, she called the tree removal people. The only thing I asked was for the trunk and a couple of the bigger limbs.
So, when it came time to rehandle this knive, I remembered that applewood. It's nothing fancy, but it is befitting a rather simple knife and a my parents as well. They were dust bowl Okies who moved to California in 1935 seeking refuge from the terrible conditions of Oklahoma.
I didn't mean to ramble on, but the whole rehandling process has brought back memories that have somewhat faded over the years and I though it might make an interesting story.
Dewman
So, when it came time to rehandle this knive, I remembered that applewood. It's nothing fancy, but it is befitting a rather simple knife and a my parents as well. They were dust bowl Okies who moved to California in 1935 seeking refuge from the terrible conditions of Oklahoma.
I didn't mean to ramble on, but the whole rehandling process has brought back memories that have somewhat faded over the years and I though it might make an interesting story.
Dewman
