I read with interest earlier this week about the new security system up and running at the Dodge County Courthouse. It is comforting to know that our first line of defense in Homeland Security is functioning well.
While I say that facetiously, I must add that while a trip to the DMV is rarely something I want to do - it almost always entails the lightening of my wallet to some extent - the ladies in that office have made this as painless as possible with their pleasant customer service.
This makes one initially shudder to think what might happen given the fact that there were "105 weapons" turned away in pretty much the first week of operation of the new metal-detecting equipment on the premises.
The sheer number of weapons (the security company’s term, not mine) shocked me until I read the fine print which indicated most were apparently pocket knives.
I’m not downplaying the need for security. I’m sure that there are some positions in the courthouse that deal with unhappy people on a daily basis. Any such extra diligence can make their jobs less stressful.
What I am a little incredulous about is how pocket knives have gone from a rite of passage for young boys to now being classified as a weapon.
Doesn’t anyone else in my age range (let’s just call it 40-something) or older recall growing up with a pocket knife from a fairly early age? And how their father taught them the basics of how to use one, stressing the part about always cutting away from one’s self?
Didn’t anyone else grow up whittling on pieces of wood? Does anyone recollect carving their name into a tree? Or that of a girl friend?
Does this evoke memories of trying to throw a knife and stick it in a tree? I was never any good at that one, and instead found it a good way to break pocket knives so my old buddy and I began to look at sturdier sheath knives.
And it was all harmless.
I can’t be the only kid that grew up with a pocket knife, and then dreamed of the ultimate: the Swiss army knife with multiple blades for all kinds of jobs.
The one I used yesterday has a corkscrew, file, Phillips screwdriver, knife blade, saw, scissors, bottle opener, can opener/screwdriver, tweezers, tooth pick, and two devices whose function I’m not quite sure of. Oh yeah, and the reason I needed it was that it also has a fish scaler/hook extractor which helped in releasing an eager bluegill my daughter had just caught.
Don’t some carpenters still sharpen their flat pencils with a pocket knife?
And don’t big kids like me still eyeball the array of Leatherman tools with great envy?
Don’t get me wrong, I understand why folks in the courthouse may not want people coming in with a weapon. And I certainly can put up with increased security at the airport given the events of 9-11.
I just consider pocket knives and Leatherman tools to be just that: tools.
Bryce Lambley is a correspondent for the Fremont Tribune.

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