The Yeard

I love doing things I’ve never done before. You’ve heard me say this for years… “Same actions bring same results!” I have pretty much had facial hair for most of my life I gre my first full beard in 1975 for America’s bi-centenial in 1976. I pretty much have kept it trimmed especially since Julie came into my life in 1977.

A few times over the years I would offer my beard as a sacrifice for missions and did a “shave or keep” contest. Most of the time the kids voted for me to keep it but a couple of times I had to shave it. I’d always clip it in the middle of children’s church but never shave it with a razor the minute the clippers paid a visit the new beard had already began it’s comeback.

A few years ago when my beard started turning gray I talked Julie (who by the way is a beard lover) into letting me cut it into a gotee. I was trying to get some of the gray off my face. (and yes I know I look older with a full gray or now white beard)

As soon as I shave one of the kids at church told me I looked just like the man on the chicken bucket. Which began one of my favorite ways to start a talk…”If you told me when I was younger I was going to grow up and look like the guy of the chicken bucket I would have taken better care of myself. The whiter it got the more like the Colonel I truly became. About three  years ago my college group talked me into doing “No Shave November.” People either loved it or hated it but come December I’d cut it back to a gotee. This November I decided that once again I would participate in NSN. November came and went and some how the beard stayed on. Whitney my youngest told me about beard oil and researched where to get it and found Lucky Scruff. I began to research beard shapes, growing methods and such because when I do something I have a tendency to go all out. Somewhere in my research I discovered Lumber Sexuals or Urban Woodsman. I had no idea there was such creatures. I also discoved something I had never heard of “the yeard” yes you read it right the yeard. It was a beard for a year. So when I told my family I was going to grow a yeard, they knew this was important to me and said they would put up with it. Julie just wanted me to keep it groomed as it grew out so we found The Elephant In The Room Grooming Lounge in Tulsa. I have visited them twice and hope to go a third time after Easter to help tame this beast. Everytime I go I ask them to help me not look like Santa but the longer it grows the more I hear how I will make a great Santa Claus this year and I would if I keep it but right now I’m only committing until December 1st.

So here I am 4 months in with 8 months to go on my yeard. So far it’s been an experience. I guess I’m going to have to update my promo pictures or at least give people a warning. At least you who read my blog have been warned so if you see some nice old man that looks like Jim Wideman with a long white beard be nice to him because it is me, a nice old man with a long white beard.