While shooting Holiday lights in Chestnut Hill earlier this week I noticed that my old barber, Frank, was still at it. He's a great old Italian barber and I just had to take the boys there. So yesterday after school we went to see Frank. We made a nice trip out of it and it was a thrill for me to have Frank give them a haircut. He's close to 90 if not there already. And the barbershop itself is just great. I don't think there is anything in there post 1960. It's truly the place time forgot.
No comments:
Post a Comment