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CelticWarlord
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I had to laugh while sitting at Mass the other day. Not out loud, of course, as I have no wish to be the center of attention. But following the Adoration, and sitting quietly and admiring some new artwork which has been installed over the chancel, I watched a woman several rows in front of me fuss and worry her hair to the point I thought she might start shampooing it. Finally a ponytail of some sort seemed to have been decided on and I watched as the hair was carefully coiled and tucked and knotted up on top of the head. I smiled because I thought how ridiculous it had been that I became both distracted and enthralled with this side show. When she stood up to arrange something on the seat, I realized it wasn’t a woman at all but a heavily bearded man.
Now, I’ve always had longer hair myself, perhaps even long enough to make a pony tail out of at times. But I’d never seen a man make such a fuss over their hair before. It just struck me as highly amusing.
Now, I’ve always had longer hair myself, perhaps even long enough to make a pony tail out of at times. But I’d never seen a man make such a fuss over their hair before. It just struck me as highly amusing.