I remember being about 15, and helping my father in his gunsmithing shop. He handed me a Broom Handle and asked me to take it apart. He sat there in pure enjoyment while I scratched my head, examining how best to go about it. After he tortured me with it awhile I heard him call out, "There aren't any screws or pins are there"! He later showed me how simple it was. Ever since, Broom Handles have always held a special place in my heart!