I trim the goatee down to make it more resemble the rest of the growth so I don't just look like a homeless person.
Back in my younger days it was all reddish-brown.
But over the years it has gotten more Hemingway-esque.
This time around I'm hoping for the Santa Claus look.
By the way, here's where it all began, back around 1970.
My first selfie!
I remember in 1991 when we were about to move from Mexico back to the United States and I decided my face would get us back across the border easier without a beard. So I shaved it all off. I was stunned to find my father staring back at me in the mirror! I think I've had facial hair of some type or another ever since.
I'll keep you posted on the current crop.