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- 148
I was about eleven. My dad was bald but I never worried about it.
He had a buddy friend named chuck. Chuck was this huge larger than life personality.
Chuck was divorced. And norwood 7. He sometimes wore a toupee. He was very matter of fact about it.
I remember chuck came to eat with us. He sat next to me. I noticed for the first time how threadbare his clothes were.
And i finally associated male pattern baldness with a very very difficult existence.
I loved that guy in my own childhood sort of empathetic way
I always inquired if he had found a new wife
He had a buddy friend named chuck. Chuck was this huge larger than life personality.
Chuck was divorced. And norwood 7. He sometimes wore a toupee. He was very matter of fact about it.
I remember chuck came to eat with us. He sat next to me. I noticed for the first time how threadbare his clothes were.
And i finally associated male pattern baldness with a very very difficult existence.
I loved that guy in my own childhood sort of empathetic way
I always inquired if he had found a new wife