JuniorGong
Footballguy
My wife called me today to let me know that my barber died today. Joe was in his mid-80s and he was a Rhode Island institution. My father-in-law and brother-in-law have been going to see him for haircuts for over three decades. I’ve gone to him over the last 5 years and my 9 year old son had gone to him for the majority of his life. He was this small Italian man who people would show up over an hour before he opened to get in line to get their hair cut. Everyone who walked into his barbershop had known him for years and he knew so much about all his customer’s lives. He gave a great haircut but beyond that he was a throw back to a time gone by. He remembered every person who ever sat in his chair and had an amazing memory to recall intricate details about all his customer’s lives. He would serve Sambucca around the holidays and even though he was well into his 80s he worked long days five days a week. My family used to talk about when he died that his wake would be a madhouse of people and I guess now we will see that this Wednesday. I fully expect over a thousand people to be at his wake. The world has changed so much that someone like him will never come around again.
I didn’t just lose a barber today, I lost a friend. Someone that was four decades older than me but a man I admired so much for how he treated people and the impact he had on so many lives. Not really sure why I’m posting this but I feel like he deserves it.
Goodbye Joe, while you were no more than 90 pounds soaking wet, you were a mountain of a man.
I didn’t just lose a barber today, I lost a friend. Someone that was four decades older than me but a man I admired so much for how he treated people and the impact he had on so many lives. Not really sure why I’m posting this but I feel like he deserves it.
Goodbye Joe, while you were no more than 90 pounds soaking wet, you were a mountain of a man.
