A Storied Knife

I looked at the picture of a Buck 110 knife in the December magazine (Gifts for the Outdoor Enthusiast) and shouted with joy. I went into our office/library and there on a shelf, with my Vietnam fighting knives, I saw my old Buck 110. Carried it on many a belt, in hunting/fishing coats and pants pockets.

I bought this knife in 1964 at the Base Exchange on the advice of my hunting/fishing partner and next door neighbor, a one-eyed West Virginia mountain man who wore a Marine Cops emblem on his glass eye.

I have done about everything you can do in the field and in the lakes and streams from Georgia to Montana. I was the Military Base Police Commander at the former Turner AFB (SAC-B-52) in Albany, Georgia (MillerCoors now has a brewery on the site). I also was a Federal Wildlife Officer for the base. I was stationed there from 1963 to March, 1966. I believe I bought this knife in 1964 at the Base Exchange on the advice of my hunting/fishing partner and next door neighbor, a one-eyed West Virginia mountain man who wore a Marine Cops emblem on his glass eye.

The Flint River flowed through the base, and there was a small boat dock and office where military members could borrow wood boats and motors and fishing gear. Great fishing. As Wildlife Officer, I naturally had to go down there every day, plus the B-52 Pilots were forever calling us to come out to the taxiway and shoot the flocks of birds and alligators off. Really wonderful job for a Lieutenant. 

Thanks for the memory. I read this magazine all the time. 

Bob Edwards, Asheboro, a member of Randolph EMC