I ended up with neither straight nor curly hair. I have tried to push my hair one way or the other all of my life.
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First haircut.  My mother gave me a mohawk haircut to play a native American in a Cub Scout play.  This was in the 1950s, nothing was PC; my knowledge of native Americans was from cowboy TV.  It was not a real mohawk; the sides were trimmed, leaving longer hair in a 2″ strip on top.

Second haircut.  After arriving in Cambridge to begin college, I felt compelled to get a haircut.  My hair was not long, shorter than my New Hampshire roommate’s, and why I thought cutting was needed escapes me.  I did not get another haircut for a long time.

Retroflash

"Regular haircut?" "Yup." Made his day.
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“Let your beard grow for 30 days. And quietly remind yourself That you are a son in mourning for your mother."
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