I'm Losing My Hair

I'm Losing My Hair"Darling," she whispered as she caressed me, "you're losing your hair."It was then I knew the secret was out. The whole world would soon know my once full crop of black hair would shortly become a shiny bald pate. And it revolted me.From that night on I became more and more aware of the less and less I had to comb. I parted my hair differently and wore at hat more often. I found myself staring at more fortunate young men who had such wonderful trouble keepin...