Thanks for the memory...to my 2 brothers and sister's husband (last Christmas)...let's all pass one down...
Dear brother,
Our Granddaddy, J.E. Balch, used to carry several pocket knives. They were all made in the USA and were hand-crafted by skilled craftsmen, not unlike himself.
I remember two knives, specifically…favorites he usually carried. One was a 3-blade BUCK Stockman, liked because of its extra-hardened steel (he proved it to me by cutting into a nail) and because it had that third extra blade that was always sharp.
His other favorite knife was a 2-blade Case XX Trapper with yellow Delrin handle. It was the full-size Trapper with clip and spey blades made from high-carbon steel. I recall the clip blade was worn thin, much more than the spey, from his constant use and sharpening – he used it to help me skin possums my first trapping season (when I was twelve) and other critters the next few seasons. I saw him use both knives many times; opening feed sacks from the St. Jo’ feed crusher or cutting twine from hay bales as we fed cows in the winter.
Years later, he gave me the old yellow-handled Trapper – it was missing the “Case XX” plaque in the handle, and its blades had become rusted and loose. I carried it for several hunting seasons, until about 10 years ago when I mailed it off to W.R. Case and Sons with a letter about Granddaddy – asking if they could repair it. They sent it back with a new plaque, and new bolster and handle pins. They also polished and sharpened the blades – at no cost. That company, its craftsmen, and their product impressed me with their values, commitments to excellence, and a simple tool, but one with so much worth.
I lost that Trapper a few years ago (and if you find it – I want it back!)…but more so, I value the memory of the great man who wore it out, while making memories for his grandsons and theirs.
Enclosed is a 2-blade Case XX Mini-Trapper with yellow Delrin handle – at no cost – from Granddaddy Balch – it’s just like his, but scaled down for ease of use and handling. I just wish he was still here to hand it to you. My only request is that you CARRY this knife and USE IT… and when you do…remember him and his encouraging words...
”Now you’re come’n, son!” as you worked alongside him. Cut, carve, slice, peel, and skin with it – you can even bring it to me dull, and I’ll sharpen it for life. In other words, wear it out good and then some, and put it up. Then, hand it down to one of your sons or grandsons to make memories for them, as well.
And as Granddaddy always prayed at meal time…”Pardon… Father, forgive us of our sins and accept our thanks, and save us for Christ’s sake. Amen.”