[Grant]

Man, you've hit a sore spot.

Years ago, down on the railroad street where there are now high-end shops...across from the post office parking lot, there was a true old-school barber shop. Carly's. In the shop, two true old-school locals, Carly and Warren, cut hair and dispensed wisdom and opinions on everything you could imagine. Going there was a treat -- and one that my grandfather made sure I experience at least once each summer. Extra short. When they retired and the shop closed, an era ended.

I'm sorry this is absolutely no help to you now...but it's something I've lamented for a long time. There was a time when it didn't matter if I headed north in need of a wig reduction -- there was always Carly's. My dad goes to another place now in town, where a woman cuts his hair. I balk and remember the days when the buzz cut came with a generous serving of Yankee wisdom and attitude.

But if you want to know a good place to get your dog groomed on the eastern side of the Lake, I can certainly help with that!