How's this for hair drama . . .
I'm going to have to break down and find another stylist one day. The one I was going to was the absolute ultimate . . . The last haircut I got is so good that over a year and a half later I can still point the blow dryer at it then hit the ends with a round brush and it falls perfectly - and it's long, not short, which is really amazing since long, layered haircuts in thick, straight, fine textured hair usually get unmanageable so quickly
But Byron disappeared last May.
Literally.
Three years ago his salon was burned to the ground and he started over. He obviously got caught up in drugs; he'd been a bodybuilder, but lost a ton of weight and was thin as a rail, jittery, flighty, etc. He got his salon back up and running in another location, got himself cleaned up, and decided to go back to the large salon he'd been affiliated with previously.
One week before he was to go back, he called and talked to the owner and was enthusiastic and looking forward to getting settled back in, but when the day came, he was nowhere to be found. His family hadn't heard from him, nor his friends. A month later his car was found over the Kentucky/Tennessee state line with a small bloodstain in the trunk that did turn out to be his. There hasn't been a trace of him found, but there hasn't been a lot of time or manpower spent looking for him either.
I can only figure that either the TBI doesn't really give a rodent's rear about the disappearance of a hairdresser, or that (hopefully) they've been called off by the FBI and he's in witness protection or something. Not only was Byron the absolute be-all and end-all when it came to hair styling, he was a good human being; someone who always made his clients feel special and beautiful.