IIRC, the first Spyderco I ever bought was a Native - the FRN one that WalMart sold for a while for $39. I lost it once and it stayed lost: My wife borrowed it for a church girls’ summer camp and I haven’t seen it since except when it needs to be cleaned, lubed, or (rarely) sharpened. She loves telling a story about when she went back to college after the kids were in school and someone needed a knife for something, and little blond Susie Homemaker pulls out the Native. Everyone acted like either she’d pulled out the coolest knife they’d ever seen (most of the guys) or a broadsword (most of the gals).
She mostly carries a Dragonfly now, but the Native is still hers.