Hair

Like most folks I get my hair “done” every so often. Earlville may be small (population under 1,000) but we do have a salon. Debra & Diana do a wonderful job for a VERY reasonable price compared with what those of you in the city pay (cut, color, dry/style $35 plus tip in case you’re wondering). Diana, the person who does my hair, is amazing. She not only does hair a couple of afternoons a week but she raises a few chickens & sells their eggs; has a pet sitting service; does catering; has a real eye for landscaping; is a wife & mother; & knows how to drive a backhoe and a bulldozer. Apparently money really does go further in the country as she also drives a brand new Hummer (do NOT think my tips are THAT generous!).

Right across the street from “Hair’s Desire” is Norm’s Barber Shop. Once Around Norm, as he’s affectionately called, earned his nickname because of his reluctance to visit any part of your head more than once. Does John go to Norm? No - he’s been using my “in-house” services for years. I must admit that there are some parts of John’s head that don’t even get one visit these days although John continues to say his hair is just baby fine. John thinks he’s saving money. He might be surprised to learn how often I’ve justified buying something in exchange for cutting that hair.

And in case you were wondering what that other little building was in the first photo - that's our local bar, the Huff Brau. If you give those old guys a push down Norm's ramp they can just about make it in the front door.