Thursday, January 15, 2009

1930s haircut in Rome...


This is winter in Rome...and a nice walk after a nice haircut.
Dad always taught us boys to have a part in our hair, to comb it to one side and to make a trip to the barber often. Cherished moments spent between fathers and sons is often at the barber shop, together. Thanks, dad!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

So where's the part? :-)

qualcosa di bello said...

sweet sentiments! & a fabulous haircut too...

(i am sending my boys right over...they both need one desparately!)

Anonymous said...

What? Learning to "buy something for the 'weekend', Sir?"! I love a great euphemism!!!

JPSonnen said...

Eek, truth be told I'm going bald and all those wrinkles are new!

Wm. Christopher Hoag said...

Giovinezza, Giovinezza,
Primavera di bellezza
Della vita nell'asprezza
Il tuo canto squilla e va!
E per [CENSORED], ;-)
Eja eja alalĂ 
E per la nostra Patria bella,
Eja eja alalĂ ...