
“Shoulders!” I begged. “Shoulders! Shoulders!”
As a child, I loved to ride on my father’s shoulders. Sitting up there, I rubbed the bald spot on his head. “From seeing too much,” he explained of the hair loss.

“Shoulders!” I begged. “Shoulders! Shoulders!”
As a child, I loved to ride on my father’s shoulders. Sitting up there, I rubbed the bald spot on his head. “From seeing too much,” he explained of the hair loss.