When did you grow your beard?
I had no intentions of growing a beard. But this is how it happened anyway.
In the early 1970’s I bought land in the northwest corner of Massachusetts. In order to get a better view of the distant hills, I climbed a tall pine tree. All of a sudden, the branch below my feet broke and gave way. I fell standing up, and broke two vertebrae of my lower back as I hit the ground.
In the hospital the nurse offered to shave me, but I declined and said that I would shave myself after I had been dismissed from the hospital.
Well, you get the idea: I never did shave off my beard. By the way, my back mended well and I’m o.k.