I got my first knife when I was about six or seven from a 10 cent vending machine at the drugstore around the corner. This great knife was encased in a plastic globe on top of a hundred other toys in plastic, and I wanted it! After many-many weeks and alot of extra work and all the dimes I could get, I walked out of that store holding this round globe of plastic. In side was this one blade tiny pocket knife about an inch and a half long with a red handle, and to me it was the best looking knife in the world. That was the best summer of all. I have tried to remember what happened to that knife, but to many years have passed, but my love of knives has not changed.
I have done pretty much everything with a knife, I have bought them, sold them, lost some, found some, broken some, let some rust, gave some away, loaned out some, bent some, traded some and cut my self many times with some, but I never made one, until a several years ago. After retirement, I started to learn as much about making knives as I could absorb. Talked to knife makers, and true knife artists. Listened at what they said, read to many books, and still read the same ones over and over again. I started working on making knives, now I don't forge the steel, that is another chapter in my life. I do stock removal method. Grab a slab of steel and take away everything that is not a blade. I have sent some nice pieces of steel to an early grave, and many brass guards and bolsters. but then things started to work out and the mistakes became fewer and fewer.
Now I still learn this craft every day. In my shop I learn and I try something new and my knives sell and the owners are happy. And along the way I make new friends. I have seen many beautiful knives from some great makers, and I strive to reach that height every day. I am glad that you stopped by my web site and took a look around, maybe there is a knife in your future, if there is, I do hope that you stop back by.
Best Regards, Ron G.
About the Artist and Maker of Buffalo Prairie Knives