My Guy Brian

When I moved to Plainfield, IN, from Cloverdale, IN, in 1991, I left behind a hairdresser that I liked.  For a cycle or two, I made appointments with her in Cloverdale, but Cdale is 30 miles from Plainfield.  It wasn't going to work.

Not sure how I came to be a client of Hair Designs by Brian.  Can't remember if I just looked in the Yellow Pages of the phone book or what.  I chose Brian, or someone did, and I started getting my hairs cut with him on a regular basis.  Had him cut it again today, but my how things have changed!

When I first started with Bri, he was married to a woman and had kids.  One day over a Thanksgiving weekend, I caught the two of them on a Jenny Jones show on TV.  Whaaaat?

Next thing I knew Brian and wife were divorced, and his focus had changed to men.  Bri was bisexual in those days.  I think he is simply gay now.  I sat as a captive audience to his filthy jokes in those early years, but he soon mellowed out.  He had some hard times, and I had some hard times, but he always made room for me in his schedule even though I didn't have enough hair to do much with.  I stuck with him through HIS hard times, and there are advantages to that.  Once, he even came to my house to cut my hair on my patio.  It was a nice touch.

My hair--what's left of it--is thin, fine, and curly.  Just over a year ago, I got weary of the way it looked and gave way to wearing a wig--a gift from my daughter.  (Jeannie is the wig's name.  She is my close companion.)  Brian's whole function in my life now is not to make my hair easier to style but to make it easier to fit under Jeannie.

I didn't keep records, but I think Brian has been my hairdresser for about 25 years.  Even my marriage didn't last that long!  We have a bond, of sorts.  Do I care if he is homosexual?  No.  Not even a little.  That has nothing to do with me.  Do I need to stand on my Christian morals and reject him?  No.  He is my friend.  After all of these years, we hug when I leave his shop.  Will his gayness besmirch me because I support his business with my dollars and attendance?  I can't speak for what others may think, but I say nope.  God don't make no junk.

It probably won't happen in my lifetime, but I pray for the day that my guy Brian can exist without a label.  How hard is that??