|Take me out to the ballgame|
|Wednesday, September 25, 2013 1:50 PM|
By Jim Langham
The first time I have any memories of the Chicago Cubs was inside the barbershop where my dad would take me for a haircut. Barber Punk Pontius in downtown Geneva, Ind. had two glass cabinets sitting on the stand across from the barber chair where I sat on a board to elevate me for a haircut.
One cabinet was full of fancy scissors, razors and other tools utilized in giving an old-fashioned haircut worth a sucker and a nickel to those who wouldn’t squirm while he was giving a Mohawk, butch, flat top or pineapple haircut.
The other cabinet was filled with Chicago Cub memorabilia, autographed baseballs, baseball cards of players from the 20’s and 30’s that had captured Punk’s fancy and programs from games he had attended at Wrigley Field.