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Not everyone can grow them. Not everyone respects them. But there exists a society, both mysterious and elite, composed of those who have made it their duty to wear beards and mustaches with class.
This is my long-time friend Ryan Kennedy, who competed in the 2009 World Beard & Moustache Championships held in Anchorage, Alaska this past May.
He created a blog to document his time there and it covers his participation in the competition itself, as well as his experiences while visiting Anchorage in the midst of this phenomenon, which attracted nearly 300 bearded men from around the world.
If you like beer, and if you like facial hair--even a little--do yourself a favor and check this out.
Tuesday, January 18, 2061
This past week critically acclaimed author/screenwriter Jason Cox passed away at age 73 at Santa Monica Presbyterian Hospital at 3:13 AM from apparent heart failure. The accomplished writer was the mind behind such beloved comic book tales as “Orion” and “A Boy and His Robot”. Each of these series eventually found their own franchises in both television and movies.
Cox leaves behind his wife, 3 children and 4 grandchildren. His wife Kristen age 80 recounted the tale of when they first met, “I’d heard of Jason’s work through friends who were comic fans, but had never seen him myself. When I first visited the set of ‘Orion: Pantheon’ Jason was so young, I had assumed he was Mr. Johns’ assistant, and only introduced myself to Mr. Johns. Needless to say, when I was properly introduced, it was a bit awkward on my end.” Cox’s son Arlen age 45 gave a moving eulogy at the memorial. Quinn age 38, Cox’s youngest child, hosted the wake at his beachfront property in Newport Beach where approximately 1,100 guests attended to share in the mourning of this entertainment genius.
“My father’s goal in life, the dream he always worked for was to bring hope to the world,” stated Dr. Kara Fitzhugh, Cox’s 42 year old daughter when asked of her father’s career, “Anyone he met, everyone he could possibly influence, he wanted them to know that there is hope, it’s real, and even when it seems pointless, hope can be enough.”
In his declining health, Cox asked a favor of the audience of his wife and family, he said, “Keep a memory of me, not as a king or a hero; but as a man: fallible and flawed.” Though Jason Cox may have been neither hero nor king, he was certainly a man; a man who shall be dearly missed by all who knew him and loved him.
