Hi All. This is my first post and introduction, though I’ve been something of a lurker. Forgive me the length of this story, my “hairstory”.
I’ve had a weird love/mostly hate relationship with my hair.
As a kid in the sixties I got regular short back and side home haircuts; hated those because dear ol’ Dad used really cheap clippers that pulled off as much hair as it cut off. Ouch!
In the early seventies, after a big fight with Dad, I was allowed to grow my hair. That was the fashion and of course, locker-room wisdom had it that you couldn’t get a pity f*#k if you had short hair. Actually the very few short haired guys did OK, but I digress. Suffice to say that pictures from that era evoke a “what was I thinking” reaction. I experimented with small changes in length and facial hair but it was still bad looking. One day, on impulse, as a young adult, I went to the local hair place and asked for a “real short haircut” and got a way-too-long hacked up “brush cut” – sort of. I couldn’t grow the long hair back fast enough. It was bad. A few years later; it took that long to get over the first “real short haircut”; I was in the (then) small town I grew up in. The old barbershop was still there. I hadn’t been in there for years. Everybody knew that those three Italian barbers were hair butchers so nobody who had or wanted long hair went there. On impulse, wanting a change, I went in to get a “real short haircut”. Even with their reputation I wasn’t taking any chances. I figured if I asked for a crew cut or a brush cut, I might get a replay of the last “real short haircut”. I pointed to the picture and asked for a butch cut …and shave off the beard. Boy did I get a real short haircut! It didn’t look that good though certainly not worse than the long hair…but it felt great. It was mildly erotic when I touched it…it was mind-blowingly erotic when any female touched it. For the next three decades, I had every variation on really short hair imaginable; butch, buzz, fade, brush cut, crew cut, flattop, shaved in lines, induction cut and of course, most often, shaved completely sly bald. Not one of them looked really good or really bad. Occasionally, when it was too far grown out, it looked creepy; I was actually told that to my face. On me, facial hair has always been creepy - and grey and creepy was a no go.
Fast forward to about a year ago…on impulse, I had a stylist “consultation”. My hair loss was minimal but the grey was making significant advances on the sides. Didn’t know that…my hair hadn’t been long enough to tell. Following her advice I let my hair grow, while frequently dying it to keep the grey under control. Lately, I have been keeping it very short on the sides – to eliminate the grey and creepy without dye – while having the top quite long, a very “retro” style. I actually bought a comb! I bought “product”! I learned how to use “product”. I actually go to the barber MORE often than with the buzz cut.
Truth to tell, I really do look better with longer (but not long) hair. Several women, I’ve known for years, have called me “handsome”. I’d never been called “handsome” before – ever. Truth to tell, longer hair is bothersome, work and annoying…and not even a little erotic.
Fast forward to a month ago…most definitely not on impulse…I decided to participate in the “Cops for Cancer” head shave in Toronto’s Yorkdale on April 13th. I am not a cop…actually I’m a children’s performer…a puppeteer! I have done similar events in the past. It’s a “free” haircut…that only cost ten times what an ordinary haircut costs in time and donation money.
On the one hand, there was some coercion, “Police brutality!!” (just kidding). On the other hand, there is a genuine desire to help people afflicted with this burden, both the patients and the people around them who often suffer as much or even more. On yet another hand, cancer runs in my genes (my mother is a two time cancer survivor, though the last bout left her with a severe dementia and I now care for her) and carcinogens are rampant in the environment. Though not currently personally afflicted – I’m scared. On yet another hand, buzzed to almost sly is erotic (there are legal reasons they can’t shave you but boy can they get close). On another hand, hair grows back, if you let it. On another hand…oops too many hands. Puppeteers always want extra hands. And NO, there will be no “off colour” remarks about hand jobs.
Guys and gals, I’m asking for your help. I don’t need encouragement; on April 13th I WILL be bald; no wavering, hesitation or regret. Please send your positive energy (call it prayer, if you wish), send money to aid cancer research and patient support in your area or if you wish, and especially if you live in Canada, pledge/support me on April 13th. I’ll share the directions for online donation with anyone who wishes to do that.

Live long and prosper.