Welcome to this country life. I'm your host, Brent Reeves.

From coon hunting to trotlining and just general country living, I want you to stay a while

as I share my experiences and life lessons. This country life is presented by Case Nives on

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All right, friends, grab a chair or drop that tailgate.

I've got some stories to share.

Barbershops and beauty parlor astronauts.

One of the many things we all have in common, aside from you naturally depilated folks who have as much use for a comb as I do a dog that won't hunt, is the fact that we all at some

point need a haircut.

There ain't many of those old school barbershops around anymore, or is there?

We're talking about barbershops today, but first, I'm going to tell you a story.

My brother Tim had been hired by the Arkansas State Police at the tender age of 19.

It would spend his entire career at the Troop F headquarters in our hometown of Warren, Arkansas.

He went to work in the communications division running the radio, eventually becoming the communications supervisor for that troop, and retiring after 29 years and four months

of dedicated service to our community and the state of Arkansas. The badge and the pistol toters

are quick to be recognized for the jobs that we did, but I tell you this in no uncertain terms.

A good radio operator is worth their weight in gold.

And my brother's reputation in South Arkansas was that he was the best.

Just ask anyone who worked with him or for him. But before he built that reputation,

he had to get a haircut and report in uniform to the headquarters for his first shift. He went to

Kohler's Barbershop located on the north end of Main Street, one of the two main shops our

family would patronize during my childhood

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