My hair had begun to fall out, enough that I decided the day before we were leaving that I would have my friend Becky give me a buzz cut. If we were going to Ohio, I preferred to be messing with bristles rather than with "fleeing" hair. I had been shedding and I did not want it on other people's furniture or bed or in the sink or shower.
Since my brothers and sisters live a good distance from me, it is difficult for them to feel they are a part of my support. So, the idea was that all of us who were going to be in Ohio would plan to have with them hats or wigs to wear for a picture or so.
Here is the result:
Another picture from the weekend: