Chapel Sing is tomorrow. I remember mine…in 1967! Didn’t eat for three days before and…well…TMI. Haircut was on the line back then.
Now it’s just a spray-painted “W” on an old t-shirt. But it means every bit as much today as it did in my day…
Chapel Sing is a Rite of Passage…as I have said before. High school grads go in…Wabash men come out the other side. I still don’t know the chemistry involved…but it happens.
Talked to a young pledge this morning about his Chapel Sing prep haircut. He was loving it! He and his pledge brothers tried a bunch of different “styles”…I remarked that he still had more hair than I do. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to laugh or not.
Tomorrow he and his pledge class will be sporting the clean cranium look.
Mom…Dad…it’s OK. It’s fun. It will be a time they’ll never forget.