One night, while I was cooking dinner, I noticed the knife I was using had become really dull, so I went into where Garey keeps his hunting knife stuff and got one of those hand-held knife sharpeners. (I long ago gave up on trying to attain the skill it takes to use a flint rock to sharpen anything.) The knife sharpener I chose had four little grooves and a handle, so it was obvious where to put my fingers and thumb. The V-shape with the flint on either side was also the obvious place for the knife. It wasn’t obvious, however, which direction to pull or push the knife through the V-shap