She and the scoutmaster go back a few years and she allows the troop to use it for their week-long camp. It is on Monroe Lake, so there are opportunities for canoing and fishing.
Grif got settled in to his tent...
and his sister paid him a little visit. He looks thrilled, doesn't he?
In the weeks before camp, a release form is sent home with regard to haircuts. It is a camp tradition to provide bizarre haircuts to the campers. The release specifies that the resulting cut will, no doubt, be one of the worst haircuts ever seen. They haven't been wrong yet.
And so, we were anxiously awaiting Grif's return to see the creative output of the clipper-happy scouts.
Upon his return home, things initially looked pretty normal, except he seemed to be missing his eyebrows... Hmmm...
Whoa! Are we looking into the future?
Grif fancies himself as a film director some day. There may be a resemblance to Ron Howard...
He speculates that this may be the last year for the
special cut. Who can blame him. He will probably look like this soon enough, without the possibility of growing it back!

3 comments:
Yikes!
Bald is beautiful Griff.
After further reflection I realise that Grif looks like an unkempt Franciscan monk.
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