Ahhhh, childhood memories of my barber.....he was the only barber for miles around.....he was a chain smoker of Lucky Strike cigarettes.....he was a habitual drunk.....he belched his alcoholic breath in everyone's face and guffawed loudly, when farting aloud, with no apologies.....he abused his wife.....his one chair shop reeked of alcohol, tobacco smoke, and dog sheeit (he raised bird dogs).....he only gave crew-cuts and flat-tops(50 cents each), which usually had chinks and were cut unevenly.
However, during the 1950-60's, his only redeeming quality was his reputation, as one of the best bird hunters, and most successful and respected breeders of bird dogs in the southern U.S.