I remember a couple things about my dad. First, he was 42yo when I was born, so he was older. When my brother and I were about 12/13 the Beatles were becoming popular, so we all wanted to grow our hair long. So right before school was out for the summer, me dad took us to the barbershop and ordered us to get a crewcut! He was balding in the crown and thinning in the front. I was so mad about the crewcut, I told my dad that he didn't want us to have long hair because he was going bald. You can imagine how that went over.
When I was 18yo, q had shoulder length hair, and my dad was ALWAYS bugging me to get it cut. He would always point out someons with a crewcut or flattop and want me to get it cut like that. He passed away when I was 21, so he wasn't completely bald yet. When I shaved my head, I thought how my dad wound be happy, it made me smile.