Gray-Haired Granny? An 85-Year-Old Writer Goes Punk Rock Instead

Gray-Haired Granny? An 85-Year-Old Writer Goes Punk Rock Instead

Along about the time I became a great-grandmother I dyed my white hair blue. Not a wussy “blue-rinse” blue, but eye-stabbing, punk-kid blue. At the time, I didn’t do any soul-searching. I just thought, What the hell, why not?

I was surprised by how this turn went over; everyone seemed to approve it. Grouchy people smiled at me. An older woman stopped me on the street to shake my hand. I was sort of like the dog who stands up at the piano and plays “Melancholy Baby.” (For you young folks, that’s a reference to an ancient smutty joke.)

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