As a boy you knew you were grown up when you were given a Barlow knife. Then you spent countless hours sharpening it. If your mother or father was worried you would cut your fingers off you learned to not oversharpen the large blade. Mom or dad would check that one but often not the other. It was much harder to open the smaller blade. So it will often went unchecked. Mine was sharp enough to shave with. Well both were after a couple days. A boy must sharpen a knife or he felt cheated.

After that I had many others. Buck in multiple forms. Schrader, puma and
Case as well. But that Barlow was my first.