Friday, November 16, 2001

Dateline: NYC
Crown Heights, Brooklyn


The Cappy doesnt understand why I come to Brooklyn to get a haircut.

Why I cant simply get a haircut in Bayonne or Jersey City, where there are any number of barbers within walking distance.

She thinks Im being overly racist, or bigoted - like there arent any local barbers that can or will cut 'black' hair.

Yes. There are millions of barbers, and an uncounted number are good.

But the frustrating part of being the itinerant soul is FINDING good barbers, which is nigh impossible if youre always on the move.

But, less than a block from Ma's place - is this Haitian owned barbershop. And these guys are wizards with shears and scissors.

No, I dont speak Creole - but all I havta do is walk in, sit down - say to ANY of the barbers "even" to designate just a basic trim, and indicate a pinch to show how high I want my hair.

And my hair and mustache will be trimmed perfectly. Every. Single. Time.

In the last 20 years - yes, 20 - they have been the only people to give me haircuts that I am happy with.

There are few sure things in life, and when you find perfect arrangements like this - you dont go searching for alternatives.

This is why I get my hair cut 15 miles from where I live.
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I do need to get my hair cut more often.

If you know me in real life, you know exactly why I say this.
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