Boston Pencil Sharpener - Found At Estate Sale
After locating a screw driver and giving her a buck, I pryed this thing off the wall and took it home.
It really reminds me of my dad. Growing up, we had one of these things mounted on the wall in his work room in the basement. Doing math homework always required pencils and we didn't have the luxury of having mechanical pencils back in 1988. So, everytime I needed a sharp point, down I went to the basement to sharpen up.
At some point, when the Babe and the Bird head to school, they'll be using pencils. Instead of a fancy electric sharpener, they're going to have to do what I did: go downstairs and grind their lead to a fine point.