It was love at first sight, you made my first time so special, and I already knew I would return to you as long as you would have me. 

You told me that I could take a seat, you were ready for me, you made sure I was relaxed and asked me what I would like to get today. 

You were patient with me while I made my decision and calmly said “I got you”.


As the blade flowed with the grain of my hair, I knew I had found my barber. 

For over the next decade and a half her steady hand would guide my hair and my life in a different way. 


She became more than just the woman who cuts my hair, she became a friend, a counselor, a calming voice who would eventually see me go from a boy to a man. 

To me she is the best barber in the world and I’m sure you all feel the same way about yours and that’s fine, because in the end, I would put her skills up against anyone who thought they were better.

To the world she may be seen as a hairstylist, to me she is much more. 

She is my family and her name is Phyllis, the greatest with A Steady Hand