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| Hair Cut courtesy photobucket.com |
Mother always cut my
brother’s and my dad’s hair and when our first child needed his hair cut, I
brought him to visit my mother.
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| courtesy photobucket |
She used her old fashioned
hand clippers and scissors until he looked like a little man and no longer a baby.
A few weeks later he needed
another hair cut, so I returned for another visit to Mom.
This time she surprised me by
saying, “It is time you learned to do this for yourself.” She gave me instructions and said, “Begin,
and if you make a mistake, not to worry because it will grow out again.”
When I was finished, we
looked our boy over, we both said, “Not bad for a first try.”
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| courtesy photobucket |
Soon I made a visit to our
local department store and there I selected some electric clippers with
attachments. This was a small investment
now for big savings down the road.
Once the neck and around the
ears was trimmed, the attachments would help me cut the rest just about right.
In the summer I gave our son
a buzz cut which was cool and easy to care for.
Twelve years went by and then
Uncle Douglas came to live with us - - and the hair cuts changed.
Doug said in no uncertain
terms, “You are NOT cutting my hair,” and so it was from then on we visited our
local barber shop.
It was time to retire the old
hair clippers and pack them away.
Times change and we change
with them.
I am reminded that the Bible
says that God never changes and I am thankful that He is always the same.
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