I'll never forget a line in either Choppers or Big Bike magazine, many years ago-
Some fella wrote a letter to the editors regarding the running war between Harleys and virtually every other motorcycle- and bear in mind both magazines were 90% Harley at that time, I guess the early seventies-
He wrote, "It takes a Real Man to start one, a Real Man to ride one, and a Real Man to make 'em say 'Uncle!'"
And the terse comeback?
"Yessir! It takes a Real Man to pluck out his beard with a clamshell..."
Seriously, in those days I did shave with a straight razor- had two of them, can't remember the brand, but they did give a nice, close shave provided you had very steady hands and did all the rituals. ( hot water to the face, work the lather in, strop the blade carefully, and re-strop it and coat it with castor oil when you were done )
Went back to my folks house circa 1991 when Mom was selling it and looked in the cabinet for them...
The had turned to dust- nothing left but the handles and a trail of red rust. Dammit.
Just a wuss here.