Bob Loveless, one of knifemaking's legends, passed away yesterday morning. His work influenced a lot of people. His selfless sharing of techniques and information left a mark on many knife makers and aficionados. I remember how, many years ago, I found his book "How to make knives" at a friend's grandfather's library and just couldn't put it down. It was my first contact with the custom knife world (some fifteen years later, that book was left to me in the old gent's will). Besides his clean, functional and beautiful designs Loveless brought a lot of innovation to knife making at a time when everything seemed to be stagnating. He turned people onto what we now call "super steels" by bringing ATS-34 to the US from Japan for knife making. He showed materials like Micarta could bring better performance than any of the previously used handle materials. He helped start the Knifemaker's Guild. Those of us who eat, breathe and live knives he's one of those men that you can't help mentioning when discussing the modern knife, together with men like Scagel, Bo Randall and Bill Moran. He was also a gun guy like us. I had a chance to meet him and his wife Yoshiko during an interview for a Spanish magazine. I remember his 1911 on the coffee table and his fantastic sense of humour. I was just there as a translator, and I was tremendously nervous. It was one of my first gigs and to make matters worse I worshipped the guy. I was terrified to make a mistake. After listening to him talk about his knives I decided to adopt my "no safe queens" rule. His knives are now worth thousands of dollars, which kind of pissed him off. Looking through some old press clippings I had gathered during my research I found this phrase which always makes me smile. Ha said it back in 1980. "Why would anyone pay $3,000 for a hunting knife? They say, because my name is on it. I'm carrying an awfully big rep. If I were a gunfighter, I'd be hiding in a cave somewhere. But I wouldn't spend that much money for a knife if it were autographed by Jesus Christ himself!" Rest in peace, Mr. Loveless.