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A First

I wake up this morning and look in the mirror. On my left eyebrow, I spot what appears to be a piece of dandruff. Except it doesn't brush off. Turns out it's a gray hair. My first one. Sigh!

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See? That's what life on the razor's edge does to ya.

I always tell my wife that those lighter hairs are just blonde.

Mazal Tov. If I remember correctly, the next thing that happens is that your eyebrows grow out until they merge with your mustache. It's very exciting.

I found my first gray hair when I was 24----and it wasn't on my head. It was further down (I don't need to spell it out for you, do I?)

That was a bad day.

I started showing snow on top with a year or two. By 30 I was salt and pepper. By 40 I was saltier and less peppery.

Fortunately my hair might be gray but at least I'm keepin' it!

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