DUCK TAILS....(HAIR STYLE)

THE VERY EARLY FIFTIES WAS A TIME WHEN I WAS IN TRANSITION FROM A BOY INTO A MAN (EVENTUALLY)....UP UNTIL THAT TIME, I WAS A WELL MANNERED LITTLE BOY WHO MADE STRAIGHT A'S IN SCHOOL AND TOOK PIANO LESSONS.  I WAS A JEWEL IN MY PARENT'S SHOW CASE.....SOMETHING HAPPENED.  THERE WERE A FEW HAIRS GROWING WHERE HAIR DOES NOT GROW!   I FELT DIFFERENT.  OUT OF CONCERN, I SHOWED MY MOTHER THE SEVERAL HAIRS.  SHE SEEMED UN-COMFORTIBLE AND TOLD ME TO SHOW THEM TO MY FATHER...WHY, I THOUGHT, HE HAD TONS OF HAIR THERE.  HIS DISEASE WAS FAR MORE ADVANCED THAN MINE.....I WANTED TO TALK TO A PERSON WHO WAS WELL.   EVERY THING WAS TOPSY-TURVY...I SAW A NEW HAIR STYLE..THE DUCK TAIL....SOME KIDS HEADS WERE BETTER SIZED FOR VERY COOL DUCK TAILS.  I WAS BORN C-SECTION AND DID NOT GET A GOOD SQUEEZE  ON MY HEAD,  THEREFORE, MY HEAD SEEMED VERY WIDE ABOVE THE EARS.  I DEMANDED THAT I BE ALLOWED TO GROW LONG HAIR SO I COULD COMB IT INTO A DUCK TAIL.  MY PARENTS CONCEEDED....AND LONG IT GREW. I ROLLED MY SLEEVES UP A TURN OR TWO.....OTHER KIDS DID IT, SO WHY NOT ME.  SOME OF THE KIDS LOOKED SULKY...I DECIDED I WOULD LOOK SULKY TOO.  I WORKED ON MY DUCKTAIL UNTIL I WAS SATISFIED THAT IT WAS REALLY COOL.  MY DAD SAID IT LOOKED LIKE A GOOD PLACE TO BURY AN AXE!  SOMETHING ELSE HAPPENED....IT HAPPENED WHEN  MY PARENTS WERE AWAY.  I FOUND MY WAY INTO THEIR BEDROOM, SAT DOWN IN AN EASY CHAIR...MY HANDS WENT SOUTH....I WAS HOOKED.  I WAS VERY CAREFUL TO HIDE THE VERY STIFF HANDKERCHIEF THAT I KEPT UNDER MY BED....MY FIRST TWO WHISKERS CAME OUT TOGETHER....THE MAC AND MUFF OF PRIMERS.  LOWER CORNER OF RIGHT CHIN....LATER..MUCH LATER...I FIND THEM GROWING OUT OF MY NOSE AND EARS.   SO, I HAVE READ THE WHOLE BOOK.....QUITE A TRIP....SEEMS LIKE I HAVE BEEN ALIVE FOREVER.....WHAT HAPPENED....I WANT TO GO BACK....DONT WE ALL.....BUT, IT  WAS A TOTAL BLAST......B