I''ve been seeing my hair dresser every 5 weeks for six or more years (can't remember exactly).
We are used to each other.

Once he told me a short version of his life story:
When he was a very small child during/after World War II, he and his family were forced to leave their home in Croatia and were put in a displaced persons camp in Egypt where they nearly starved.

http://www.egypttoday.com/article.aspx?ArticleID=6189

He remembers that some US soldiers showed up in tanks and gave him and his sister shoes.

At the end of the war, the family had to pick a country to move to.
They ended up in South America, learned Spanish and made a life for themselves there. Then of course they couldn't return to Croatia until the 1990s for even a visit because it became Communist.

Eventually, they moved from South America to Chicago and then to S. Florida.
My hair dresser's mother lived through a lot.
I was deeply sad for the family.
I'm feeling better now but I am still thinking about them.

Also, my hairdresser is only working three days a week and hard to schedule around my work hours. I worry that he will retire and leave me.

. . . .sounds nutty.
I have some family members from way back in my family tree who came to the US from Croatia, so I felt a connection to him when he first told me his story. I wonder if it would pain him too much too tell it to me again sometime.

I wonder if I should have tried to find out more about the memorial service for his mother.

As you can see, my head is very busy.
I need to go to sleep.
Laundry (and clean clothes for tomorrow is done.)

M