After having a mustache for a few years (aside from one day in January of this year), I am clean shaven once again. Jamie is well into his barber school studies and practiced his shaving technique on me today. As I told him when he was done, “I’ve been shaved by many barbers. This shave tonight was nowhere near the worst experience I’ve had.” Like other barbers before him, Jamie remarked at how thick my facial hair is. An old Italian barber in Boston told me way back in 1990, “you have a face full of copper wire”. It’s more like silver wire now, but apparently it’s still designed to withstand the elements.
Jamie did a very good job. No blood!
