
This is the third time in my life that I have worn a beard. All three were the result of me having some kind of illness where I was just too tired to shave. After a few days, I kind of liked the growth on my face so I kept it for a while. This time however, it is showing a huge patch of white?? I can't imagine it has anything to do with age. Anyway, have been growing (cultivating?) it for about three weeks and am for the first time getting some grief from Carol. My Mom loves (actually hates) it! So, I am planning on cutting it this Sunday, a day after the Polar Plunge. I am using the excuse that it will keep me warm and toasty whilst I jump into the cold Atlantic Ocean. Good one, huh?
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