Friday, October 4, 2013

Close Shave

My wife's friend, Liz, threw a "head shaving party" for Ann on Wednesday night.  Ann's hair was falling out in clumps as we neared round 2 of chemotherapy on Thursday, so Liz had her hairdresser come to house.  There was food and drinks and family and an electric hair trimmer and a razor.  Followed by a wig.






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  1. This is a very well-done narrative in the finest traditions of the photo essay, W. Eugene Damron! Your capture of the different expressions of your wife through the hair-cutting process reveal an exceptionally strong woman.

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    1. Thank you very much. I feel I should know you, yet you remain "Unknown."

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  2. Trying to decipher the look on Ann's face. Resigned? Or more like, well, gotta do it anyway. Her crowning glory will come back! I believe that with all my heart. In the meantime, how is it possible that she looks gorgeous bald?! Love grows deeper in so many ways, doesn't it?

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