It is high time I addressed another of your inquiries!
I want to grow a beard. But I can’t. What do you think my next course of action is?
Beardless in Boise”
Well, Beardless, your fine question is well received. I did not always have my own whiskers, but at the bidding of sweet young Grace Bedell, I decided to adorn my face with the nation’s first presidential beard in the autumn of 1860. At first I worried people would call it a piece of silly affection. I would allow that many of my colleagues worried my beard would negatively impact my career. After successfully emancipating around four million slaves, you can warrant their bare cheeks were red as a Confederate flag.
Worry not Beardless! There are many options for you. If not a beard, why not a chin curtain? Perhaps a fine hulihee or balbo would suit you well? If all else fails, I’m told the ladies quite like a chin puff.