A Plea for WWII Veterans or Their Children

[Col Finley]

Gentlemen, my father and uncle fought in WWII...I was latter year menopause baby! My father left me a FatBoy and a lot of memories of the war. Please tell us your stories of shaving during the war...could not have been easy with the technology of the day plus the little inconvenience of getting shot at day after day.

I am a Marine and we have so many advatages today it makes shaving easy anytime...electric, quicky cartridge, etc. None beats DE or straight but you can whip out a shave in a fighting hole with ease compared to the Greatest Generation. Please, your thoughts and remembrances.

 

[The Nid Hog]

I wish I had a good shaving story from the war, but I've got just the opposite. My uncle was a pretty highly decorated Old Corps Marine. He ended up retiring after thirty years, just as Vietnam was warming up. My grandmother had lots of photos of him from different times during his career, but the one she kept on display was a black and white shot that he sent her from Guadalcanal. He was wearing a ratty pair of HBT trousers and he had his shirt off. Although he was as skinny as all get out, he had a big bushy beard, an unlit cigar stuck in the corner of his mouth and a big grin. I don't have any razors from him and I don't know what happened to that photo, but I have his sword. It's back in the scabbard now, until there's somebody else in the family to use it.

 

[alex2363]

I thank your family for preserving our nation's freedom and life. Now back to your question, i think that shaving must have been hell, i cant imagine trying to avoid gunfire and irritation at the same time as you try to shave. I would just try not to shave until im safe from gunfire.

 

[alex2363]

I wish I had a good shaving story from the war, but I've got just the opposite. My uncle was a pretty highly decorated Old Corps Marine. He ended up retiring after thirty years, just as Vietnam was warming up. My grandmother had lots of photos of him from different times during his career, but the one she kept on display was a black and white shot that he sent her from Guadalcanal. He was wearing a ratty pair of HBT trousers and he had his shirt off. Although he was as skinny as all get out, he had a big bushy beard, an unlit cigar stuck in the corner of his mouth and a big grin. I don't have any razors from him and I don't know what happened to that photo, but I have his sword. It's back in the scabbard now, until there's somebody else in the family to use it.

I thank your family for serving