My seven year old son and I have been going to Glen for haircuts since he reopened in Dawsonville. He shared wisdom and stories with us that only a life well lived could reveal. We looked forward to our visit every month and didn’t mind if there was a wait because we could play checkers (Nolan always won) and slow down for a bit in this all too fast-paced world. I was saddened by the unexpected news but did not hesitate to tell Nolan at bedtime tonight. We both tried to act tough but shed more than a tear or two. It was one of those moments in life that makes you stop and really think about what it all means; the meaning of life, relationships, love, loss, and even haircuts. Nolan and I were lucky to have crossed paths with such a great person and hopefully our lives will reflect the experience. Our condolences to your family.