Yes, it's true: I once had a beard, albeit for only a short time. Actually, I twice had a beard. Although my current employer requires me to shave daily, I once sported the good old pioneer look. So, to preserve a small, amusing piece of my personal history for all to see, here's the beard page.
In honesty, the beard shown here lasted only two months. I persuaded Janelle to agree to let me grow it for two months, then we'd discuss whether I'd keep it. After two months, and not a day longer, Janelle informed me that the experiment was over and she wanted me to shave.
So even if my employer did not require me to shave, a higher power (my wife) does. That's that. I'd had a beard once before, but haven't had one since. These photos are from the day I shaved my beard in late October 2007.
The beard, teased out in all its glory.
Can't get past airport security with a beard like that.
That expression seemed to fit this look.
I think I saw a confederate officer in a Civil War book that looked just like this.
My mug shot. If ever I do something horrendous that gets in the newspaper, I'm sure this is the photo they'll use of me.
Full moustaches call for cheesy grins.
What?!? You're going to make me shave my moustache!?
The next order of business was to get a hair cut... but that can wait for another day.