Several years ago a retired policeman friend asked me if I had a penny. I pulled one out of my pocket and he handed me a Gerber folder and recited a short phrase about giving a coin for a knife. He did this again a few months later. He was Cherokee Indian and always gave me things, mostly gun related such as range bags and ammunition, books, and a couple of shoulder holsters. Derek died almost two years ago. Must have had a heart attack since he was sitting on a couch with his two dogs beside him. Most interesting man I ever knew. Had been a motorcycle cop, undercover drug cop, parachutist, private pilot license holder and married three times. The women loved him and men admired him.