that, the strange object did not feel strange anymore.
It felt like history.
I could almost picture my friend’s grandfather sitting near a dock, working with heavy rope in his hands. Maybe he used that fid to fix a line, loosen a knot, or prepare rope for a long day on the water. Maybe he kept it because it reminded him of the years when his hands knew exactly what to do without needing to think.
These days, most people do not use tools like this anymore.
Boats have changed.
