I have always been an unfortunate product of the wrong generation. My fascination with sports, history, and especially music would have been better matched in decades of the prior generations. Not to be missed in the allure of prior generations, is the popularity of the moustache.
It became a presence in my life, attracting all kinds of attention at work by friends, colleagues, and strangers alike. But like all good things, this moustache's days came to an end. The world may never see such a magnificent moustache again, at least not until I turn 35 when it is socially acceptable to adorn one.
Mr. Moustache RIP
May 23 2011 - June 27 2011
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