My Hair, My Self?

Cincinnati, OH. Standing before the dripping bathroom mirror while the shower haze slowly melts, I’m startled once again that my beard’s gone missing. It lasted seven years – longer than any predecessor – but I shaved it off in July, and I’m still not used to it. It went in minutes: a quick, painless death. I’d come to see the deed as necessary, though I needed a push in the end. My wife, taking a page from the game show, Jeopardy, gave me an answer in the form of a question: “When do I ge

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