...that is pretty wild. Seems like another lifetime ago, although many of my memories are quite vivid. I started going to Bob's when I was so young I needed a booster seat. He had what looked like a little wooden bench that was just wide enough for the barber chair. Also, he gave away lollipops after the cut - so that was always good. Can still smell that powder he'd dust your neck with at the end. To me, that is still the smell of a proper haircut...I still find it pretty wild talking with someone who very likely sat in the same chair as I did, almost a half of a century ago, getting a haircut. Or, as the conversation went, the same stool at a drug store to get a drink.
Someone...I've likely never met other than our little community here.