Looking Out My Backdoor
In passing by, I saw a book title, "Don't Believe Everything You Think" and I thought, that's the truth. Pun intended.
I have a little, bitty story, which I'll entitle, "Hair Today and Gone Tomorrow", also not an orig-inal thought.
Several weeks ago, I was visiting John and Carol when a man showed up with clippers and scissors. Alfredo, or Freddy, as John called him, made house calls. I asked if I could get a trim also, since I was beyond shaggy and had been cutting my own hair, never a good idea, but I keep trying.
When Freddy finished my trim, I was pleased, especially given the impossibilit...