Beardless in St. Peter's

Because he'll have a number of tubes and things attached to his face, my dad was instructed to shave off his long-lasting and very virile beard, though he could, thankfully, keep the 'stache: this is only the second time in my twenty-two years I've seen my dad's bare cheeks (not counting his tush, which I've seen more times than I'd care to say), and the first time, I didn't even recognize him! I think you'll find, as a few have already pointed out, he's got kind of a Tom Selleck thing going on, and he's actually pretty damned handsome for an old Brooklyn dinosaur! Here's a picture he took of himself with is iPhone:

Ladies...?

I've got some higher-resolution pictures of him on my Nikon; I'll put them up when I get home on Thursday. That reminds me: along with my dad's old friend Mike Pyatok (they've known each other for fifty-five years), I'll be staying in a lovely little place across the street from St. Peter's called Becky's House: the staff at Becky's House seems very friendly, and it seems to be a really a great service for patients and family members alike. We got up early today (3am), so I'm pretty tired right now...

More to come soon!

-Luc

P.S. The beard was only the first of dad's hair to be removed, as his entire body needed to be shaved smooth for the procedure. Talk about bare cheeks!