Same, Adam!
No problem Tony, I knew you would come along sooner or later. I also watched Wide World of Sports, I will never forget watching the snow skier rolling down the hill every Saturday afternoon.
You might have been wrong about CBS , but you were right about the Z3 Flare Tip. I shaved with it a few nights ago and it was a great shave like you said. It was like a '40s style but with a better handle.
Mr. Lee,
So happy your Z3 is a great shaver! So much fun in finding a vintage tool and adding it and it's history to one's daily life!
I have a Z1 which is a part of my daily rotation and I love the shaves it gives. Amazing that 60+ years ago such simple design/
manufacture still provides excellence in service. We've got even more capability today when the right individuals catch a vision
for excellence!
Shave on brother!
Lovely artifacts in a beautiful piece of furniture. In keeping with the 1940s-1950s theme, a classy barrister bookcase like that should display selections from The Harvard Classics, "the five-foot shelf of books."Mata 66; Ozark Kedger. M. Lee; T. Gunk; Adam; Thank you all for your additions. My wife and I, along with my mother's nursing aide, spent the afternoon with her surviving brothers and sisters, eating an early Christmas get-together lunch, and disseminating a car-full of family heirlooms to them. I apologize for my late response to your kind words.
I have been quite busy away from the site, beginning to build the 1950's office that will showcase both family and MGB items of historical interest. One wall is complete aside from touching-up the trim work, and it has been quite therapeutic. I have appreciated the prayers and kind words that have been sent our way. Aside from locating a long extension cord from my father's shop in the house we grew up in, we have completed our trips there, and are beginning to clean, repair, reframe, and enjoy that which was important to both parents and to myself from our past.
Below is one wall of the office with a barrister bookcase that will help define the room. To the left is a framed newspaper clipping noting the last MGB to roll off of the assembly line in Abingdon and the closing of factory, and below that my collection of period unused key fobs for the MGB. My two favorite are my 1950's Philmont Scout Ranch key chain, and the NASA issued one commemorating Neal Armstrong's walk on the moon in 1969. Many relate to automotive parts suppliers, such as Castrol, Marchal, and Esso, and are certainly not all marque related. The barrister bookcase is filled with childhood books, Scouting handbooks, and books that were my father's, including his high school textbooks, and basketball playbooks from his coaching days, including one from the US Navy published during World War II. Several pairs of my mother's antique knitting needles are inside. Not pictured are some of the Native American projectile points that we collected as boys which propelled me into my first career as an archaeologist. A number of them have been framed in five shadow boxes, one of which includes all of the early Paleolithic point types found in North Carolina.
The 1956 B4 Red Tip Super Speed that was my father's has a home in the book case, alongside of a rather large Stanley spearhead that he found. Some of the Parke-Davis medicine bottles that he collected can be found there as well. Unfortunately, his seaman's Dixie Cup white had was not found inside the house, but his wool pea coat had been lovingly stored all these years by my mother. The front buttons had been removed, perhaps as a naval tradition when he separated from service, but these were located and my brother will return the two that he has to complete the jacket. The wool is so tightly woven to be virtually windproof, and it is easy to see why this was an important part of the bridge watch uniform. God Bless! Tony Brown RN mgbbrownView attachment 706770View attachment 706771View attachment 706772View attachment 706773View attachment 706774
M. Lee; I am sorry to hear about your brother. On our way into the town of Oxford, we pass by the tree that a friend's brother hit in the late 1950's and was killed. The pine bark never grew back in the area of contact. My mother was indeed quite wise to have saved so many items of historical interest. Because as a twin, our selective service number was 17 for November 24th- we were surely headed to Vietnam. Everything was boxed in anticipation of our pending induction, and that saved all of our childhood hallmark toys, such as our Aurora HO slot cars and Lionel O-Gauge trains. Thankfully I have both, along with a 1958 Tonka Toy pick-up truck and boat trailer to display. The office will be a totally vintage effort, so a laptop computer is on its way so not to confabulate the look and feel of things when sitting at my desk. Using the plastic restoration techniques I utilized on my Super Speed razor cases- my project for the next couple of days will be to restore the case of an early RCA Victor AM radio, which is a working example. My Sony walnut AM-FM radio, which I have had since the early 1980's, will be housed out of view inside the desk where a typewriter shelf would swing out. Yes, I am very fortunate, but very fortunate even more to see the love and cohesiveness displayed at my aunt's house when we visited with everyone. Unfortunately, the memories that we could all have shared together with my brother have been marred by his selfishness. In choosing to collect items that are of historical interest rather than monetary, we have indeed won the real prize of our inheritance. God Bless! Tony Brown RN mgbbrown
I'll keep you in my prayers, buddy. It's hard dealing with snow when you're not used to having it. It's a pain here in PA and we are equipped, theoretically.Thank you Adam- I arrived home in one piece but barely- on the way out of the hospital's parking lot- my driver's rear tire became trapped behind a six inch pile of hardened snow from the snow plow- It doesn't sound like much, but I was locked in and had to be shoveled out. I did jump start our Spanish interpreter's Land Rover though, on my way out as my good deed for the day.
Our house is a half mile off of the main road on a steep downhill grade-very rural and very slick. As I got to the house to turn into our driveway- our plumber's truck was at the entrance (we lost power for three hours earlier that day and the pipes froze), and he had to push my truck to make the turn from a standstill. He got stuck once he pulled out for me, but his Silverado was far heavier than my Tacoma and he finally made traction on the hill.
It will be nine degrees tonight, so things will be frozen solid in the morning. I'll play it safe and venture in about mid-morning as things begin to warm up a bit. I am indeed thankful to be home! God Bless! Tony Brown RN mgbbrown