So .. Someone shared a post by Joe’s Barber Shop on Facebook and as I was trolling, I saw it. Immediately I was taken back to my childhood days and infrequent Saturday mornings of visiting “Joe the Barber.” It was in another time, another place, and another “Joe the Barber.”
I shared the post and tagged my two brothers. For, as when one went we all went. Dave immediately replied that he also remembered and that there were some questionable haircuts and experiences, like a bicycle that was stolen in front of the barbershop.
BTW: I had forgotten about that incident. It seems that it was my bike and when my mom found out about it she came racing down to the shop and patrolled the area (Bowling Lane). Eventually she found someone who just happened to know where to locate the bike and for a fee … he did. (I miss the Bird. She always had my back)
Back to my story, A few minutes later the Murphysboro Joe the Barber’s, wife chimed in on Facebook and wanted Dave to know that he certainly could not have had such an experience at this place since Joe had only purchased the business a year and a half ago.
Well, we responded by assuring her that we did not mean any harm to the business nor were we referring to this barbershop. It was just that the name brought back a plethora of memories. (Of course, Dave and I had a good laugh as we texted about this privately.)
However, it all ended nice. I deleted the post on my own. She realized we were not talking about her husband. She messaged me and invited me to go by “Joe’s Barber Shop” and get my haircut, and recount my “Joe the Barber” experiences. I did this morning and got a great cut by Harold who has been cutting hair for 54 years. It’s hard to find a men’s barber shop now a days. I found one in Murphysboro.
We Labor Together With God, Wes