Funny the World...
THE BOY WITH PINK HAIR
April 24, 2000
It's such an adventure being Ned's mother. You never know what he's going to look like. Oddly enough, I almost like the pink hair, even if he does look like one of those marshmallow "peeps" that you find in your Easter basket. It does make him easy to spot in a crowd, at least.
Hair has been a noteworthy thing in this house for a very long time. It was David who started it all, back when he was in junior high school and started first dying his hair, and then shaving designs into it, and finally going entirely bald.
After David died, Paul shaved his head into a mowhawk to make some sort of statement. Through the years he went from a normal look to being angry with something in the world and shaving his head for...who knows what reason. Ned has gone big with color (tho he has shaved his head on occasion as well). He is the producer of the morning show on KXOA radio ("The Arrow") in Sacramento, and his hair is frequently the topic of conversation between hosts Sander Walker and Jennifer Doran. For awhile there it was "flame" colored--white with orange tips. He's had a blue cast to it, and a green tint to it. I've gotten so used to it that pink doesn't even strike me as odd.
I never could understand the fuss some folks make about their kids' hair. No, I never liked some of the silly do's but I wasn't the one who had to appear in public looking like that. It always seemed to me that there were far more serious things to be upset with than whatever the kids thought was "stylish." Heck, I remember when I thought the "beehive" was the greatest look ever.
I am writing this at 2:30 a.m.
We spent Easter at the home of Walt's brother and sister-in-law, a group of about 20 of us. Olivia (my sister-in-law) does such an incredible job of getting the house into the spirt of the holiday, with little touches everywhere. For dinner she outdid herself with a delicious leg of lamb, with all the trimmings. A wonderful time was had by all.
At the end of the meal, we watched a videotape of one of the songs that had been sung at the Plaza Dedication the night before, which Jeri had arranged, and quite well too.
Finally, we surprised Jeri with birthday presents, since her birthday is in two days and she will be back in Boston by then (in fact, as I write this, she is on a plane headed in that direction).
I think I'm going to go to bed. With luck, I might even get an hour or two of sleep in before I have to get up!
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