CollinLeon
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Thanks to various sports injuries (football mainly) in my misspent youth, motorcycle wrecks, etc, my knees have not lasted as long as the rest of me. I guess I have good days and bad days, but it seems like it's more bad days than good days lately... I grew up on a ranch and it was common to have a hickory cane for working cattle in the corrals back then... These days, the "hot shot" electric prods are a bit more common, I suspect... Having had a motorcycle wreck which caused a compound fracture in one of my legs, its subsequent separation from the rest of my body, and then its reattachment by the doctors at the VA, I used that hickory cane a lot after my time (2 years) on crutches. One day, we were working some cattle and one of them managed to break that cane. I had had them break my crutches before also. My solution to the broken cane though was to take a brand new hickory maul handle, round it a bit, and give it a very slight taper so that I could put the rubber tips that you see for chair legs on it. I used the darkest stain that I could find, but with hickory, that just gave me a golden brown color. I then epoxied a solid brass eagle head for the handle of it and put few coats of tung oil on it. It's been 30+ years, but I still have that cane. It survived many cows trying to take me out. On good days, I only need it for climbing stairs. The TSA doesn't allow me to carry a small pocket knife on a plane, but I can carry a big honkin' hickory club... Works for me, I guess... For other places, I carry a .45...