Carrot Top
While I was in the service, I had bleached my hair orange, although not on purpose. I heard peroxide would bleach your hair blonde, and I always wanted to be a blonde. Each morning, I dipped my comb into a glass of peroxide and ran the comb through my hair. After several weeks, my hair was orange and didn’t seem to be getting any lighter. I had leave coming up and was looking forward to going home. Oranges don’t have more fun. I was getting a lot of flack from the adults about my hair. They didn’t believe the story about the sun in South-East Asia. So, one Sunday afternoon I went to Walgreens and bought some jet-black hair dye. I thought, “I’ll show them” and I colored the sides black. Wow! I went from a carrot top to a charcoal head with an orange racing stripe down the middle. Next Sunday the Preacher asked, “What happened?” I told him, “Wel,l you didn’t believe the story about the sun, so how about it was the moon?” He said, “I’ll tell you a bigger one than that; I believe it.”