I stopped by the barbershop, not that I needed a haircut. What I needed was a story.
Barbershop is a good place to go looking for stories.
I was hoping folks would be talking about the presidential debate, but no such luck. The big topic of conversation was Nick the Barber's recent vacation. Nick used to be red-haired before he got gray, and he still blushes something awful at the least little thing. All of which, it turns out, was true. Nick, his brother and a couple of other folks were visiting the Amish country in rural Pennsylvania, land of the old-timey covered bridges.