Well, Jack’s newest obsession is the desire to have his chest-length beard died purple.
See, a year or two ago, I had a line of purple died into the streak of gray in my hair. A fair warning to everyone: while I may look meek and mild, there is that one narrow streak of wildness lurking in the granny gray.
|Pam and Jack - 21 yrs. ago|
A week ago Jack had his beard cut. Except for a bushy, chest-length Fu Manchu. He saved the Fu Manchu. Today he’s having it died purple.
So, this morning, as I flipped through Facebook, stopping at the Spouses of PTSD Groups, I spotted a post by a woman with a similar complaint.
People had made comments like, “He looks fine to me. Most of this is in his head,” or, “It’s a scam to get VA money. Look at him. There’s nothing wrong with him.”
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Foster has two published novels, a fistful of short stories in anthologies and boot box of earlier unfinished manuscripts.
“I am only one, but I am one. I can't do everything, but I can do something. The something I ought to do, I can do, and by the grace of God, I will.” ~Everett Hale
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