Today is a sad day here for me and the Old Man. This morning, we had our last hair cut with the stylist that has cut my hair for over 40 years, Denise. She is retiring and moving down to Rough River. It was a bittersweet morning. The Old Man and I got our usual great hair cuts, but it was a weepy moment when Denise hugged us both before we left. There's not much else I can say right now, unless it's I hope our next stylist does at least half a good of a job as Denise has done.
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