Faces are interesting accessories to our bodies. They render us quite unique. Growing up my freckles always drove me crazy. I'd look in the mirror and contemplate ways that I might rid them. These days they seem to have faded away a bit, and I've gotten use to the those little fellers sprinkled around my body. Now, in 1974 I added a mustache to my look, and I've carried it ever since. It had been presented in many different variations. Small, long and droopy, fu manchu-ish. I've worn them all. These mornings it's quite long and bushy. I've even taken to adding a little wax to the look. I hear the National Hockey League has designated the month of November as 'Movember' this year to raise money and awareness for men's cancer. Here at work, I hear the guys are going to be growing mustaches for this good cause, but what do I do? I've got it! I'll grow a soul patch! Now, that's some face time that I've never worn. Some will roll their eyes, but hey, I just say: FACE it!