See, there's some character. Now I can appreciate the custom knife, too, just like I do that nickel plated Ivar Johnson 357 that Grandad had for years and said was mine when I got older (oh yeah, I forgot, Grandma gave it to the police to destroy after he died, doggone it).

There are collector's items, and things that we just have to have no matter what the cost. I reckon I'm just as guilty as the next person for dropping coin on something I coulda got by spending a whole lot less on, just cuz I wanted to have it. Heck, I am about to dump a pile on a new Dodge pickup, just so I can say I have one, when that old beat up 77 Burb just got a new engine and does everything I needed a utility rig for.

Pride will make good men broke everytime.