Don’t Call Me Bald.

What do Sean Connery, your childhood dentist, and my beloved grandfather have in common? All three were bald. As bald as an American eagle at a swim meet. I remember as a kid looking at my grandfather's shiny dome and thinking "Poor grandpa. He doesn't have any hair left. Why has his God forsaken him?"... Continue Reading →

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