Maybe I won’t shave!

Elaine and I closed the store for the day Saturday and headed for home. We stopped at the grocery store on the way home to pick up a few things before heading up the mountain. OK, some of you wouldn’t consider it a grocery store. It was a Wally World Super Store. On the sidewalk outside the store I had an encounter with another bearded gentleman the changed my life.

Pushing his cart towards me as I entered the store was a white-bearded gentleman, with pure white hair. He was staring at me as I was staring at him. We weren’t identical but similarly attired. It got the best of me, I had to say something.