Last week, I really could see the grey in my hair. I’ve had some up there for years, but could never see it at all unless under bright lights at the hairdresser. My beard, on the other hand, must be reduced to a goatee, since it looks like neopolitan icecream otherwise — grey, reddish-brown, and dark brown. My friend and chiropractor Mimi said the grey hair would be distinguished without looking old if I got rid of the beard altogether. I spent years trying to look older to do business with other business owners, and now I don’t think the facial hair is necessary any longer. But however much I like the idea (as well as growing my hair long again someday), it would result in my wife threatening to cut her long hair. It’s not a chance I’m willing to take.