When I was a kid, it was important to have a stick. I must have gone through a forest of sticks during my childhood, although every now and again I’d come across one that was worthy of saving for another day. I can recall a couple of such sticks, their hiding places too. 

I lost my attachment to carrying pieces of wood a very long time ago. This was replaced with a predisposition to constructing things from timber. 

However, not all males evolve beyond the stick carrying stage of development.