I read lots of threads, and especially like stories on the vintage ones. A recurring theme of most men (I haven't read any from female authors) is their memories of shaving with their father or grandfather and preserving their family heirloom razor. On a personal note, I was raised in a single parent home and my parting gift from my mother before I got on the bus for the military was a Braun rechargeable razor. Having never shaved before, I figured it out in basic training, even though there was technically nothing there to shave for about another year .
Of our favorite razors, there usually is a story associated with it, either from your family or the family you got it from (if you are lucky), or even how you found it and saved it from certain demise under Mrs. Melba's leaky bathroom sink.
This Old Type is my favorite. Not because it gives me joyful BBS or because it was my Dad's, but because of the story that followed it to my own shave den. The story tells itself, and I think it speaks volumes of the man that used it throughout his life. It is a 1919 Old Type # J 7742. Property of the US Army. That makes the original owner of this razor a WW1 Vet. Being a Vet, I already feel a kinship with the original owner. He is probly in his late teens, early twenties when he was issued this razor. I was living near Ogden Ut. when I found this razor in a second hand store, and the clippings confirmed it had spent the remainder of its time in Ogden until I purchased it and brought it to Illinois with me. When I bought it I noticed an old newspaper folded and laying in the box. I assumed this to be instructions or packing material as I didnt give it much thought at the time. Never did I suspect it was a solemn possession of the original owner. The dated handwriting on the news clipping was there at the time of purchase so I believe it is original to the owner.
As found.
I know this isn't the normal happy go lucky thread starter, but a razor's story nonetheless. I hope to hear other's story of their razors as time permits.
Of our favorite razors, there usually is a story associated with it, either from your family or the family you got it from (if you are lucky), or even how you found it and saved it from certain demise under Mrs. Melba's leaky bathroom sink.
This Old Type is my favorite. Not because it gives me joyful BBS or because it was my Dad's, but because of the story that followed it to my own shave den. The story tells itself, and I think it speaks volumes of the man that used it throughout his life. It is a 1919 Old Type # J 7742. Property of the US Army. That makes the original owner of this razor a WW1 Vet. Being a Vet, I already feel a kinship with the original owner. He is probly in his late teens, early twenties when he was issued this razor. I was living near Ogden Ut. when I found this razor in a second hand store, and the clippings confirmed it had spent the remainder of its time in Ogden until I purchased it and brought it to Illinois with me. When I bought it I noticed an old newspaper folded and laying in the box. I assumed this to be instructions or packing material as I didnt give it much thought at the time. Never did I suspect it was a solemn possession of the original owner. The dated handwriting on the news clipping was there at the time of purchase so I believe it is original to the owner.
As found.
I know this isn't the normal happy go lucky thread starter, but a razor's story nonetheless. I hope to hear other's story of their razors as time permits.