5 years later, I can still remember every moment of the day I had my head shaved. From walking into the salon... watching it happen, getting that first look on the street and finally going home to my wife.
It was the start of my acceptance and the end of the old me. It was a great day and a horrible day.
The people that were there for me will never be forgotten.
Added by Dave Mitchell on March 10, 2008 at 1:59am —
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