"When I was probably five my dad had a trucking company and he had a driver who had a full beard. And all of his drivers were my heroes but this one in particular, he seemed like he was the most together. He was probably a biker. Even people in the Bible, the older ones always had a full beard. And so to me, as the youngest son, I was always trying to get older, to catch up, and so it seemed as though to get away from being young I would grow a beard. So I tried to start shaving very early and that could have been part of what enabled me to have a full beard. But probably from the time I was in my late teens to early twenties I was already growing a beard—and a good full beard. I actually had a full beard for most of my life. There were a couple times, jobs and such where I had to cut it up short. When I was probably in my early 40s we had a family reunion and we had a masquerade ball and so everyone would wear a mask and no one would know who you were. Well because of my full beard everyone would know who I was. I thought, well I'll just cut my beard off and no one will know who I am and I won't put a mask on I'll just put on some big, thick, dark glasses and no one will know who I was. And it worked. It worked very well. My son was very excited because I was older [when I had my children] and he was wanting me to be like everyone else's dad. So he was very excited that I would cut my beard off. So he stood there in the motel watching me. He was watching me take it off and as I cut away and cut away he was very excited. And then when I finally got it all completely shaved, he looked up at me and he said, "Uh, dad, is there anyway you can put it back on?"