Two games for a knife... and a way of life May/June 1978 By Edward Morris Back when I was a lad—a period during which the pterodactyl was our national mascot—the pocket knife was as common as . . . well . . . pockets. And when it wasn't gouging out a corncob for a pipe, sharpening a pencil, or hackin
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