Victorinox Pocket knife..... a tool for a lifetime
I've owned a knife like this one for many, many years. A gift from a real Swiss Army soldier, from Switzerland and everything. It resided in my pocket, in my vehicle, and now in my 'Oh Crap' grab and go bag.
A few weeks back, I bought another for myself as a spare, and began carrying it a few days a week, as whim dictated. Choice is a wonderful thing sometimes!
Well.... the moniker 'Carteach' comes by me honestly, and that's what I do for a career. At least... it's what I have done for the last ten years. Some of my students saw my 'Genuine Swiss Army Knife, and it was a hit. It seems that what 'Teach' uses must be good, for some reason.
This year... Carteach the teacher is going to change, and my career in public education comes to an end. As the year comes to a close, I'll admit, the rules do seem a bit more flexible all of a sudden. Rules like.... not giving students gifts.
That is why I've ordered four of the Swiss army knives like the one I carry, and the one shown here. These I'll give to students on the night of graduation, as a gift from an instructor who wishes to show how much respect he has for them as young men.
There was a time in our nation when gifts like that passed from man to boy, as a right of passage. It denoted trust, respect, and understanding.