The beard is its own person, we are merely its life support.
I am bearded country fella from the Carolina’s. I work as a wildland firefighter. In this job, beards are the norm. Not just any beard, but typically long and scraggly. I am an avid sports fan. As a graduate of the University of North Carolina, I am a die hard Tar Heel. Born and raised in the South; hunting, fishing, cooking, and anything outdoors.
My intrigue with beards began when I first saw the movie Jeremiah Johnson in the 8th grade. Yeah, I know, damn shame no one showed me that movie before then. It wasn’t until after I finished college that I decided to grow a beard. There was a lot of opposition from family and friends, which drove my desire to actually “grow” a beard. In 2007, began my career in wildland fire. This is where my love and embrace for my beard took an unmovable foothold. This, is when I decided to be the beard.
I have a beautiful, awesome understanding wife, Sara. She birthed our beautiful daughter Audrey. Besides the quasi unibrow, Audrey is the spitting image of her mother. She gets the brow from me. They both embrace my beard, even though Sara let’s me know when there is too much to embrace.
I will write about whatever interest me. I will strive to be entertaining and funny. My mother is an English teacher, so at times I will purposely butcher English grammar for comical intent. I hope you enjoy the blog and all my musings. I encourage commenting and banter!
Awesome is bearded! No Shave Never!