Barber Shop photos
My
grandfather was a barber in the forties and fifties. He worked in a
fancy hotel in downtown Atlanta. He had all sorts of tools and good
smelling tonics. His love for his trade causes me to pause whenever I
pass a barber shop. Sometimes I peak my head in and ask if I can take a
photo.
1 comment:
I saw an old barber chair in a cafe recently, and smiled. I love to look at those old chairs...
Great photo. I'm wondering what the guys are thinking as you snapped this shot!
Have a great week, Patty.
J.
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