For those that know me well, you already know that I go to great lengths to make sure I look my best each and everyday. It's because of this that I lament that I am growing white hairs at an alarming rate. This is particularly upsetting when I think that my children will never know their father with black hair.
I've never known my father with black hair. In fact, it's strange to look at old pictures of him with a full head of black hair. 'Who's that skinny guy with black hair and lots of pimples?' I'd wonder.
Good God! I just realized that I was the skinny guy with black hair and lots of pimples. I suppose history is destined to repeat and my children will never know me with black hair.
The good news? My father's family has prodigious longevity. Get ready kids. You're gonna be looking at your white-haired dad a long freakin' time.
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