For Ed Rasimus, Coop and Mrs. CoolChange

Nothing makes cancer easier or less intrusive. Nothing takes away the fear and pain and sickness. But we do what we can. We show our support and love and let those who are fighting know that we haven't forgotten them. That they are in our hearts and prayers. So this post goes out to Ed, Coop and Mrs. CoolChange.

First, let's get a couple of things out of the way. I am neither the most handsome nor hirsute specimen of the human male on the face of the planet. I am also not sacrificing nearly what Jennifer did when she sacrificed her locks. Still, I do have some hair.

So I corralled Lu for a little Naked Barber er, asked her for a nice, close haircut. Always happy to oblige, we set up in the new laundry room and commenced to shearing. The tools.

 Here we are halfway. That's a nice look eh?

Well, maybe not so much. Still, all gone is probably better. Right? Right?

But wait, we're not done just yet. A shaved head needs to be shaved. You should have heard Lu cuss when she had to try and wedge the razor into the Hired Goon Fold on the back of my neck.

I have no gift to give any of you except for this reminder that we do care. You are never far from our thoughts. Lu and I promise we will always contribute to and support all those who are searching for a cure. From Lu and I to each of you, indeed to all who are fighting against this evil disease we say;
We Love You.

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