I bought 10 old broken pocket knives on eBay for 4 cents, yes 4 cents.—Shipping was $20. I received the precious knives I wrote the seller this note today—Good Evening. Yesterday I received the old pocket knives. I am 85 years old, with a tumor on my brain stem. I was a small boy in Texas in the Outback of Texas. We had very little money. —My Uncle George was injured at birth and was mentally handicapped to a small degree but he could still function. He was the kindest man I have ever known. When we visited Grandpa and Grandma, and Uncle George in Oklahoma he would always give me a broken pocket knife. He taught me so much–how to shoot—how to love things and so much! I loved the pocket knives. We moved away and followed picking fruit in California. I lost all the knives. At 17 I joined the Air force and was almost immediately sent to Korea. The knives you sent mean so much to me. Thank You—Thank you!