Ever since that serendipitous summer at Camp Maplewood about 13 or so years ago when I first realized the awesomeness of sideburns, I have always wanted them. A counselor, whom I thought was the "coolest guy ever," had sideburns. So, I decided right then and there that it was going to be one of my goals in my life to have sideburns. (I continue to have sideburns because I think they are awesome, not because I think that guy was awesome).
I had a little issue though, because what 11-year old can grow sideburns? I circumvented this problem by simply growing my hair on sides of my ears extra long... (a little like peyas). Issue solved.
As I grew, so did my actual sideburns. No more fake, wannabe-sideburns. I had the real thing. Looking back at photos, I noticed that during the summer after my first year of college, I nearly had muttonchops... that was a big mistake. Sorry.
Over the years, I have developed perfect sideburns. Currently, they are a little too short for my liking, but that will be remedied very shortly.
Every single morning I look into the mirror and smile at how awesome my sideburns are. I truly appreciate my sideburns and my ability to grow them. When other aspects of my life aren't going so well, I think to myself, "Hey, I've still got sideburns. It seems that G-d is still giving me something to hold on to." Then I continue on my awesome day because I have sideburns.
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