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By Wendy Weinstein
Last Friday, March 12th, I had to do one of the hardest things a human has to do. I had to put down my buddy dog Dean Martin. It’s been a week since he passed, and the heartbreak I feel is only getting better because of the love I feel from my friends, family, and clients when they hear about D.
I started out in the hair industry when I was 20 years old in 1980. After I went to school for a year, I landed my first job in Reading, PA in ’81. My brother went to Albright College and knew someone who knew someone who worked for Paul Mazzotta, a hair care business run by two brothers, Joe and Paul Mazzotta.
When I went to Wilfred Academy hair school in September 1980, I remember sitting in the classroom with 60 other students during our orientation listening to the principal, Mr. Vincent. There was one thing he said that’s stayed with me: “To be truly successful in this business, you should never discuss religion, sex, or politics.”
“Snap out of it,” I said to myself. “It’s going to be okay. It’s going to be different, but you’ll adjust. It’s like riding a bike, just jump right back into it.”
Only now I’m riding an almost 40-year-old-bike and questioning if I want to get back on.
Five weeks ago, the government shut down my hair salon. At first I was pretty upset that the government considered my business to be non-essential. All of my hairdresser friends were also freaking out, because we know the impact we have on our clients. The thought of being dismissed…
I looked up the meaning of non-essential just to be specific as to what my business was categorized as. It’s an adjective that means: “Not Absolutely Necessary.” I have to disagree. Of course, in this horrible situation, we are certainly…
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