Hair

My mother taught me three things before I married. How to bake bread, how to make chocolate chip cookies and how to cut hair. Mom had plenty of practice cutting my dad and grandad’s hair. Their hair was so fine that one whoopsie and half the hair on their head was gone. Dennis had a full head of hair. The whoopsies

didn’t show.

Dennis’s 24th birthday. While living in our camper at the Nakusp campground I baked him a cake on the gas burner stove in a pot.  By then not only had his hair grown longer but he had sprouted a beard.