I could tell you stories about Frank (my late, belated father in law) all day. He never talked about the war to his kids, but I heard it all - I'm sure he appreciated that I got it. He was watching on the beach the day Joe Foss earned his MoH. His primary job at Henderson Field was to replace the Marsden matting (usually under fire) that had been shot up by the Zeroes. I remember visiting the Kalamazoo Air Zoo with him one time and he recognized guys in photos on the wall. The curator came out and rearranged some of the display cases according to Frank's recollections of exactly what came in each ration pack. When the war ended, he was on a ship enroute for the manned invasion of Japan. His description of the Captain's announcement and their eventual return to Pearl (the first time he passed through there, the harbor was still a disaster zone with leaking oil and debris everywhere) and then San Francisco still gives me chills. He and his friends had no expectation whatsoever of surviving the next few months. Suffice it to say, I was extremely proud to shake Paul Tibbets' hand. A great man and a great American.
Regarding the shaving brushes, I'm thinking of making some as an experiment. If all goes well - and it's not too onerous a task - I might sell a few down the road. I'm an enthusiastic traditional wet-shaver and making brushes seems like more fun than buying them.
Ken

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