Can you smell the shaving soap? That stirs up memories of seeing Dad shaving in our kitchen/bathroom on Sunday mornings while several other activities are going on around him - Elizabeth and I doing the breakfast dishes, one or two trying to brush their teeth. How did we manage to get around each other? I also have memories of watching Dad shave even as a small child when we were living in the little brown house. Most of all, the smell of the soap just makes me think of Dad.