When Pigs Fly…Bill Shaves the Beard!
I first met this guy in 1978, when both of our daughters were in the womb and we took a birthing class together with our wives. At that time, and for the following three decades, he sported a big logger’s beard. Many times we’ve joked about whether he’d ever cut it off, but he scoffed…never.
Today I walk into the cafe and there in the corner is a guy who looks like Bill’s brother Jeff. No way! It’s Bill Hewitt, sans his trademark whiskers. I ran home to tell my daughter Kate, who also has never seen him without it.
When pigs fly? Well, not quite, but everyone in the Valley who knows Bill will be amazed when they see him again.
May 16, 2008 @ 4:05 pm
OH…MY…GOD!