I remember the day I decided to grow a beard like it was yesterday! (Apparently I have a 'weak' chin!)
I was a teenager and a bunch of us were riding in two cars side by side down the road and after we stopped one of the guys came up and said to me: "Do you know that from the side you look like a chicken?"
That was the day I started growing a beard... and I never went without it again. (Except for a couple of weeks in 1978 when my sister got me drunk and convinced me to shave it off! Even my dad said I should grow it back!)
