Hair Today

I have been invited to give a talk for our high school homecoming. This reminds me of a funny tale. Hope it brings a smile on your face this long weekend:
This is part of growing old.
“I presume, Mrs. Santos, you carry a memento of some sort in that locket of yours?”
“Indeed I do, sir, it’s a lock of my Pedro’s hair.”
“But your husband is still alive.”
“That he is,” said she, “but his hair is long gone!”
Somebody says: “Hair today…gone tomorrow….”