This is just something cool I found out yesterday. I was talking with my dad about a blade I've been working on, and in passing he said something about how when he was a boy he remembered all the old timers having strops hanging from outside door jams of their bathrooms. I recently moved into a new place. New to me, but not actually new at all by any stretch of the imagination. haha When I got home, I remembered the talk we had when I was walking into the bathroom and without even thinking, glanced down at the door jamb on my way in. Sure enough, right about thigh level, just above the knee... there's a little hook. I thought it was so awesome, I transferred my strop. haha