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Ok, lets see how many of you folks out there have a good "knife stroy".....
Being one of the afflected who has a overwhelming temptation to edged weapons.... here's a cry in your beer story....
I'm sure some of you know of a gentleman named Wayne Goddard, if not and you like knives do a little internet googling on him, he does some real nice custom work.
"custom work" aka expensive....
Wayne is a local and world renowned custome knive designer / maker, an artist in the field. a Buddy of mine is an RN (registered nurse), always nice to have someone able to patch up a hole or two around... well being around sharp objects and unrulely patients all day he has a serious "knife itch" Always being one to like the finest his paycheck can handle one day at what is billed here as "the largest knife show in the US", not sure if that's the case but its a huge show once a year and custome knife makers abound from all over the world, oh man some great japanese steel..... drool... but I degress....
Well my buddy is a friend of Wayne, and decided to get a knife made a few years back. My friend Dave, well is a bit ecentric... We where sitting around with Wayne one day and Dave says he wants Wayne to make him a blade, simple, nothing fancy, with a little weight but not too much.... I guess the best way to describe it is the way Dave put it...
"Wayne, I want a simple wroking knife that will slice though the forarm of a man with one hafty slash"
Wayne was quiet for a little while, then said "sure I can do that...." Money matters took place and Knife and sleath was settled on....
A few weeks and $700 USD later Wayne delievered to Dave the discussed knife. Wow It was sweet, simple and not real heavy and long, maybe 12" tip to pommel give or take a little. The balance was perfect, it felt like an extension of your arm, a true work of art. Not any os this "Ninja-assasson-hevay-metal" crap you see as "martial arts stores". This was truly a work of art... nothing fancy, no engraving, etc
But oh what an edge.... Dave was thrilled and I was jealous. Wayne said he didn't test it on a man's forearm, he'd leave that test to Dave. But Wayne did his homework
Well this was the type of knife one would drive out of ones way over to Daves house to drink whiskey, swap tall tales and of course fondle that knife...
One day a year of so after the birth of this knife I visited Dave to find him tossing the contants of his apartment out into the courtyard....
Pissed off I could tell from the street.... "what you looking for Dave?"
"I can't find my Goddard"
"Oh s$%^!, I'll help"
We trashed his place for two days looking over and over, not willing to give up, ok so there was a little whiskey during breaks...
We finialy gave up....
We sat back uterly shattered.... the only thing we could find was the sheath... but no knife....
Well I must explain when one visits Dave apartment, you need to watch where you sit, there being knives, handguns, etc, on, under and in between the furniture, NFA shotguns here and there, Dave never liked to be far out of reach of something... I think it lead back to his days as a gun runner for the Black Panthers in the 60's.... Being the only white guy in the room leaves a lasting impression....
Well Dave last remembered placing the Wayne Goddard on top of the wicker basket that served as the trash bin next to the couch....
seems Dave had dumped the trash out and the Goddard knife with it..........
We assumed some transiant / Bum / Canner had rifled though the trash dumpster looking for cans and came across the knife....
At least that was the hope feeling at least someone would be using it rather then it end up in the landfill.....
Oh the horror of it all, the horror.....
Being one of the afflected who has a overwhelming temptation to edged weapons.... here's a cry in your beer story....
I'm sure some of you know of a gentleman named Wayne Goddard, if not and you like knives do a little internet googling on him, he does some real nice custom work.
"custom work" aka expensive....
Wayne is a local and world renowned custome knive designer / maker, an artist in the field. a Buddy of mine is an RN (registered nurse), always nice to have someone able to patch up a hole or two around... well being around sharp objects and unrulely patients all day he has a serious "knife itch" Always being one to like the finest his paycheck can handle one day at what is billed here as "the largest knife show in the US", not sure if that's the case but its a huge show once a year and custome knife makers abound from all over the world, oh man some great japanese steel..... drool... but I degress....
Well my buddy is a friend of Wayne, and decided to get a knife made a few years back. My friend Dave, well is a bit ecentric... We where sitting around with Wayne one day and Dave says he wants Wayne to make him a blade, simple, nothing fancy, with a little weight but not too much.... I guess the best way to describe it is the way Dave put it...
"Wayne, I want a simple wroking knife that will slice though the forarm of a man with one hafty slash"
Wayne was quiet for a little while, then said "sure I can do that...." Money matters took place and Knife and sleath was settled on....
A few weeks and $700 USD later Wayne delievered to Dave the discussed knife. Wow It was sweet, simple and not real heavy and long, maybe 12" tip to pommel give or take a little. The balance was perfect, it felt like an extension of your arm, a true work of art. Not any os this "Ninja-assasson-hevay-metal" crap you see as "martial arts stores". This was truly a work of art... nothing fancy, no engraving, etc
But oh what an edge.... Dave was thrilled and I was jealous. Wayne said he didn't test it on a man's forearm, he'd leave that test to Dave. But Wayne did his homework
Well this was the type of knife one would drive out of ones way over to Daves house to drink whiskey, swap tall tales and of course fondle that knife...
One day a year of so after the birth of this knife I visited Dave to find him tossing the contants of his apartment out into the courtyard....
Pissed off I could tell from the street.... "what you looking for Dave?"
"I can't find my Goddard"
"Oh s$%^!, I'll help"
We trashed his place for two days looking over and over, not willing to give up, ok so there was a little whiskey during breaks...
We finialy gave up....
We sat back uterly shattered.... the only thing we could find was the sheath... but no knife....
Well I must explain when one visits Dave apartment, you need to watch where you sit, there being knives, handguns, etc, on, under and in between the furniture, NFA shotguns here and there, Dave never liked to be far out of reach of something... I think it lead back to his days as a gun runner for the Black Panthers in the 60's.... Being the only white guy in the room leaves a lasting impression....
Well Dave last remembered placing the Wayne Goddard on top of the wicker basket that served as the trash bin next to the couch....
seems Dave had dumped the trash out and the Goddard knife with it..........
We assumed some transiant / Bum / Canner had rifled though the trash dumpster looking for cans and came across the knife....
At least that was the hope feeling at least someone would be using it rather then it end up in the landfill.....
Oh the horror of it all, the horror.....
, then he tries to slice an insulated wire coming out of a PS2 controller he wanted to fix with the dull side (remember his index finger is on the sharp end :
