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Hair guy memories

In 1977 I moved to Cleveland with my family. It was January and we were in the midst of one of the coldest months ever in N.E. Ohio. This was shortly after the picture above my profile was taken. the road we lived on, Eve Ave., had two tire imprints in the snow. It looked like inverted railroad tracks. Anyway I was shoveling snow one morning and the temperature was below zero. My hair was tucked under my hood. One of the neighbors come by to welcome me to the neighborhood. We got to talking and he told me that the folks who lived around there were mostly decent people, except for the fact that there were some hippies around, and they weren't worth a (darn). About that time my head was getting too warm, so I opened my hood and out come my shoulder length hair. The neighbor then said , "But you know looks can be deceiving." I love shock value at times.

And speaking of hair guys, what is the fascination with Sanjaya on American Idol? At this point I think his fifteen minutes are in overtime.

Comments

Anonymous said…
And Hippies still aren't worth a
darn. Fortunately you came to your
senses. Too bad Dennis "The Menece"
Kucinich hasn't.

Mike Dane
March 29, 2007 10:02 PM
Don Olson said…
WIXY...After reading your blog, I can't help but think of the song "Signs" by the Five Man Electrial Band.

"He said you look like a fine, upstanding young man I think you'll do. So I took off my hat said imagine that, huh, me working for you!!!"
March 31, 2007 9:16 PM
Cliff said…
I thought the same thing when writing the post. Most folks who know me now can't believe I ever had hair that long.
March 31, 2007 9:22 PM
Anonymous said…
looks a little like your hair back in the day...
April 04, 2007 10:27 PM
Anonymous said…
I meant Sanjaya's looks like yours did.

except the ponyhawk thing...that was just weird.
April 04, 2007 10:30 PM
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