Hello all. Mizedog here, carving out a simple place to confess my habit for filling my pockets with my trinkets, and thoughts on a changing world where the words "repair", "fix", and phrases like "I can do this myself" are fading away into memories of the past. Yep, I'm old enough to remember what a church key is, to have seen the Lunar Landing and Watergate live on black and white TV, and be amazed at real men who could crush a real tin can with their hands. I have cut my heels on many a pop top at the beach, saw Star Wars and Jaws in the theater when they first came out in the 70s. My first pocket knife was given to me by my father while we lived on an Army fort in Alaska just after he returned from Viet Nam. Of course, I first cut the snot out of my finger with my first knife I received while in Alaska. I did my best to carve totem poles with that old Schrade while the moose walked by. I idolized my grandfather who immigrated from Germany at 16 years old, and worked as a welder building train cars for 37 years. Both of these men were/are self-reliant survivors able to fix or make anything. These were men who knew about Every Day Carry. So, after spending an Army-brat childhood moving around the country, learning to love nature, camping, fishing, hunting, and woodworking. I spent 20 years in Southern California learning to surf, rock the house as a bass player in working rock bands, and explore the mountains and deserts in my old but definitely manly Jeep CJ-7. My Jeeper friends were the only ones who understood my love for pocket knives, tools, and good ol' know-how. Most others in SoCal were scared to death of my Victorinox classic. Now, after 9 years in Colorado I'm re-inventing my saggy pocket habit and have dug out my small collection of EDC gadgets. I'm just east of the Front Range where the town gives way to the high plains and horse ranches. I get to carry knives and tools. So, this thread will be more for my own satisfaction than anyone else, and I am the first to admit that my "kryptonite" is much less extravagant, high end and collectible than the amazing pieces most others on this forum own. However, if you can appreciate the common man's goodies, and don't mind a few pictures of Colorado, and me celebrating what I consider collectible, then sit back, stay tuned, and be tolerant. Lastly, thanks to all of you who have made this an awesome forum. Cheers.