For nearly two years, my nine-year-old son Ethan had gotten his hair cut at the same neighborhood barbershop. Tony, our regular barber, knew how to handle Ethan, who had always been cautious around strangers.
Then came a Saturday morning that changed everything. Tony was tied up with another client when a younger barber with tattooed forearms named Marcus stepped in. “I can take him,” …
For nearly two years, my nine-year-old son Ethan had gotten his hair cut at the same neighborhood barbershop. Tony, our regular barber, knew how to handle Ethan, who had always been cautious around strangers. Read More
