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The photo I included in my previous letter of JoAnna with her dad and grandmother shows the color of her hair when we met in 1984. During the past 36 years, however, her hair has turned increasingly lighter. Not exactly on its own. Her hairdresser Mark adjusts the monthly color treatments to hide the gray.
“Do you think you’ll ever let
yourself go gray?” I’ve asked her every once in a while.
“No. It’ll make me look too old,” she always replies, dismissively.
Then came the pandemic and the temporary shuttering of salons and barber shops. In fact, JoAnna had an appointment with Mark on March 18th, the first Saturday after Governor Evers’ first safer-at-home order. She had already commented that her hair was getting too long, the gray becoming more obvious along the part.
In the weeks that followed, numerous articles have been published regarding this hair-care dilemma brought on by the coronavirus. Some women even posted YouTube videos illustrating do-it-yourself treatments.
aving retired at the start of the pandemic, forcing her to and closely follow a stay-at-home lifestyle, JoAnna was content to wait it out until Mark reopened his shop.
As time passed, though, she began to take a liking to her actual hair color.
“It looks so shimmery,” she observed. “It reminds me of my mom. She had such beautiful hair.”
Her mom stopped coloring her hair when she retired in the mid-1990s.
“I think you should talk to Mark and see what he thinks,” I suggested. “After all, he’s the expert. But yeah, I think you’d look great in your natural hair color.”
And that’s her plan.
Mark scheduled her for a 12 noon appointment tomorrow. She’ll get the usual shampoo and cut but forgo the coloring. Be prepared for a still-emerging new look when we visit Warren in a few weeks.
Photo mentioned in 1st paragraph
(father, daughter, grandmother, baby Eddie)
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