Helpful reminders for a healthy life and outlook
My grandpa, Pasquale, and my Uncle Joe (his son) owned a barbershop on the Baldwin Wallace University campus in Berea, Ohio. This testosterone-filled dwelling was big enough to house two barber chairs and at least 15 sturdy captain’s chairs spread along the room’s perimeter, where all the characters from the college and around town hung out for coffee, “man-talk,” and the occasional haircut.
Typically, a half-eaten box of doughnuts sat on the appointment desk next to the small, blaring, black-and-white television, where sports updates and news items went mostly unnoticed unless the conversation died down. Now and then, an apprehensive, self-conscious mom would walk in requesting a haircut for her young boy, and the room would go silent as she stammered and smiled nervously—while clearly being evaluated by a room full of wolves.
