A while ago, my father — who typically doesn’t have facial hair on purpose — agreed to grow a beard when my brother graduated from law school.  (Leave it to an aspiring lawyer to negotiate that deal…)  He kept the beard a few days past the graduation, but its demise was inevitable; however, I did manage to convince him to keep it until I got the chance to shoot a few pictures of his bearded self.

Beard-B-Gone (23 May 2008).