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Believe half of what you see…

…and none of what you hear. That was attributed to Ben Franklin, but you can’t believe it because of all of the above. It’s also been attributed to Edgar Allan Poe. I still think it’s good advice, considering the quandary we all find ourselves in. The less I see and hear, the smaller the shovel I need to keep handy.

Knip Knife, Terry Knipschield, custom, French, leather knife, round knife, head knife,
French style round knife from Terry Knipschield in Rochester, Minnesota.

My newest round knife, aka head knife, etc., is the one above from Terry Knipschield up in Minnesota. Terry hasn’t been accepting orders for the last several months (to my knowledge) as he’s been rebuilding his knife shop. When he does get back to building knives again, I highly recommend them. I got this one almost a year ago, and finally decided to show it off.

That’s about all I have for today. It looks like we’ve got about fourteen days left in 2020, and we can kick this pig in the ass and send it on its way.

Just in case I get lazier and don’t do another blog post this month, thank you for reading. Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and God Bless you and yours.

From what’s left of America …

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Birthdays.

Today is mine. 59-years ago, in a land far away, I hit the ground butt-naked and screaming. I was born in California, so that could explain both, the naked and the screaming. But, it was different back then. California was a little goofy, but not completely off the rails insane like it is today. The weather’s still good, so they do have that.

I’m in Florida now, where I’ve been for over 30-years. We left California when I was around 8, and moved to Louisiana. In hindsight, I don’t think anyone knew what a communist hell-hole California would become back then. I count myself fortunate that I didn’t have to grow up there.

Birthdays, to me, are kind of like getting new tires. Brand-new when you’re born, and then over the years (the miles), the tread gradually unwinds. A roll of toilet paper is kind of the same thing, but for the sake of keeping this sanitary, we’ll stick with tires. At some point, down the road, after many, many miles (we hope), there’s a blowout, and you’re outta here. Having a choice, I’d like to go in my sleep. I came in naked and screaming. I’d like to go out with a little less drama.

Statistically, I should have another 20-years. Give or take. I choose to take.

I’ve been crazy blessed, and I’m ridiculously thankful.

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1911 Black Cherry Basket

IN-STOCK. ONLY ONE AVAILABLE!

Right-Hand Carry.

Black Cherry 1911 leather OWB pancake holster for 5″ barrel.

Hand-stamped rope basket stamp with half-flower border.

15-degree muzzle-rear rake.

Belt slots to fit a dual-layer (lined) 1.5″ wide gunbelt 1/4″ thick.

Back panel left natural (no dye) to eliminate dye bleed due to perspiration and abrasion.

Heavy Black machine stitching.

Hand beveled, dyed, waxed and burnished edges and belt slots.

Detail molding on back panel for excellent weapon retention.

Cherry, Basket Stamped, OWB, pancake, leather, 1911, holster

Handmade in Florida, USA, with premium American-tanned Hermann Oak leather.

Satisfaction’s guaranteed, and questions are always welcome.  Just send an email to BruceGibson@aol.com or use our contact form.

This one is available on our other website. We’ll be adding it to the shop here soon. If you would like to buy it now, just click the link below:

GIBSON BLACK CHERRY BASKET 1911 RH OWB