Dugga Boy

My step father was an old cowboy hippie. He worked on a ranch in Montana, served in Viet Nam, organized a commune in Mendocino, partied with Janis Joplin and Jerry Garcia, ran guns, grew pot, and once pulled a gun on Charles Manson. He was a colorful individual. When he took up with my mom, I got a whole new education in guns and knives. I already had a swiss army knife and my old boy scout knife, but he thought I needed a buck knife.  He thought Buck Knives  were the only folders for a real cowboy. I remember freaking my aunt out one thanksgiving. We had just sat down, and she looked around and said "Michael, do you have a steak knife? I'm out of steak knives." I said, "I've got a knife." She said "oh, good!" Then I pulled out my Buck Knife 309 Companion and she was mortified. "Oh, Michael!" she said, "Not a pocket knife! You can't eat with a pocket knife!" I responded "but I do at home!" Dinner at our house in ...

THE VICTORINOX SWISS ARMY FIELDMASTER Best pocket knife ever! I've had, and have, lots of pocket knives. I've used them cut rope, clean fish, slice meat, and even open cans. Far and above the best pocket knife ever is the Victorinox Swiss Army Knife. I started out with the Tinker when I was about ten years old. This replaced my old boy scout knife and got me through all the tasks a boy could need a knife for.  Tinker:  Then, sometime in college, when I wanted to carry a bottle opener, I graduated to the Victorinox Swiss Army Knife Spartan. It was a gift from my dad, from whom I learned camping and back packing and fishing . It was perfect for moon-lit nights, steaks on the grill, a bottle of cabernet.  Spartan:  Now I carry the Victorinox Swiss Army Knife Fieldmaster. I can trim my finger nails, pop a cork, tighten a screw, or saw through a small branch. I've never used the button hook.  Fieldmaster...