Now I want to make him the star of my hairy-back story. Dark hair swirls across his expansive back and shoulders like a pair of mirror-image hurricanes on a Weather Channel map. 'Then let me get a picture, just a shot of your back,' I ask a friend of mine who's a teacher in Texas, and whose back hair, if I'm remembering that day in the locker room three years ago correctly, is just so.
They don't even want to have their names associated with their backs. Three men, all hairy-backed, and such hang-ups.
