Comments on: Hair Follies

By: lus

lus — Wed, 30 Jun 2010 21:35:42 +0000

hi everybody
i search for the thomas barber shop bottle
who can help me i’m from belgium
greetings lus

By: Jack deJarnette

Jack deJarnette — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 03:01:20 +0000

I truly miss Barber Shops. I have found one in Birmingham, but since I still have at least half of my hair I simply can’t wait three months between trims. There are three barber shops that I have discovered here in Pensacola, but two are in a shed and one is smoke filled. I avoid smoke and smoky places like others avoid H1N1. I got comfortable going to a Cuts-by-Us after several haircuts by a girl named Donica. She up and got pregnant and quit cutting hair two weeks before her baby came. The same thing happened at a lab I go to every two weeks for venipunctures. It also happened to the nurse practitioner who works with my nephrologist. I am seeing a pattern here, but I had nothing to do with their pregnancies. My Beverly now cuts my hair in our garage. Well, it saves a few bucks every two weeks.

By: Will Cantrell

Will Cantrell — Tue, 16 Mar 2010 14:11:59 +0000

Great article and sentiment, Mark. I guess that the old TV series, “Cheers” could have just as easily been shot and written for a barbershop—- like Thomas’ or like mine, Murden’s, in Southwest Atlanta. I’ve been going there for 50 years now. Getting my increasingly graying and thinning hair cut is just a “fringe” benefit (and although no pun was intended, I guess that it’s true and it works pretty well). For just a few bucks you can solve all of world’s problems, hire/ fire coaches, vote out politicians, lie about last your golf game or fishing trip and how good an athlete you were when you were a much younger man. You can even talk about all the stuff that you’d do if the world would only see fit to make you king. At the same time you can get a little taken off the sides. I don’t know that there’s many other places left in the whole wide world where you can go in and everybody knows you and exactly what you want or need. You’re right. Going to the barbershop IS like going home—“…where everybody knows your name” and is always glad to see you. Fortunately, the remaining hair on the side of my head has always grown back pretty fast.

By: Monica Smith

Monica Smith — Tue, 16 Mar 2010 13:50:55 +0000

I have a picture of my aged house guest that would fit in well around here. He actually likes to be clean-shaven, but he’s not keen on leaving the house and considers multiple treks from his room to the kitchen about all the exercise he needs.
The local barber shop has a largish portrait of our Congressman in the entrance — not much of an incentive to make the old fellow a more regular client.
Perhaps, since the site doesn’t require identifying images, I could just use the don’s.
Oh, I see, I’d have to upload it to Hannah first and give it a URL. Never mind.

By: Frank Povah

Frank Povah — Tue, 16 Mar 2010 11:49:10 +0000

“…and barbershops.” And so say all of us. Who else can properly trim a beard, treat a balding old galoot’s head as if it still sported luxuriant hair and clean up his nose and ears?