CUTTING HAIR

Ijust got a cut and color this past Thursday. I went to Suzie who does a lovely job. I asked for ¼ inch cut to top and the top to be cut down to two inches. I also wanted white hair. It came out pretty well. I have a good chance of actually growing all white hair but I may have to wait until my 80th birthday. I the past year I have experimented with pink hair, getting patterns cut into my hair such as zig zag and a snow flake. But those things tend to grow our fairly quickly. Now back to the history of familial hair cuts. Mom never cut out hair. I find that interesting in that she attempted just about everything else; cooking, sewing, knitting, crochet, canning etc. But the family liked going to Ron Rekow's barber shop. He had three chairs on west Main Street. He also had a vacuum system built in so that all the loose hairs could be sucked at the end of the cut. That was nice, didn't get all itchy until the next bath. My two younger brothers always got a crew cut and I always got something called a shingle. I was happy enough with this until high school and then it was just to embarrassing to me to get a cut there. I managed to keep chin length hair. It was never nice enough to evolve into a page boy but I liked it at any rate. One time when I was staying with Grandma Horn, she wrapped my hair in cloth rags. I was very curly the next day. Didn't catch on however. As time went on I decided to let my hair grow. I purchased something called a fall. It was a partial wig that sat on the top of the head and fell down in the back. I discovered accidentally that if you lean up against a wall heater, that the hair would melt. That was the end of the fall. I eventually grow out my hair to a bit below shoulder length. I kept it dyed auburn. It was shiny and husband liked it. I began to cut it shorter and shorter which not in-coincidentally matched the length of the marriage. I have had white hair previously in the 60's and it was not a good look. I was far too rosy complected to carry it off. I looked like I was blushing or had an advanced case of rosacea. Ick in either case. I also did not like the almost instant black roots. Wn nearly all of the family lived in Monte Vista Gale owned cocker spaniels. She went to obedience training and took up giving them haircut. One time Dad asked her if she would trim hair hair. She refused. Dad was disappointed and started driving to Boise to the Barber college for three dollar trims. I do trim husbands hair for him when he asks. And it does not take very long. I actually talked him into doing the ¼ nch trim for me once. He was afraid he would ruin my hair. No biggie, it grows back. Finally, first husband was giving Charlie a trim in Helen's back yard. He was very patiently using the electric trimmer on Charlie. I walked out there and exclaimed, “What is taking so long?!” I grabbed the clippers, swooped in and gave him bald spot. I was very embarrassed and did not do that again. The hair grew out. Charlies first official barber shop hair cut was at Don Rekow's Barber Shop. The hair cut turned out very nicely. I took pictures but have no idea where they wound up. Ah well, it does grow back.