I saw a picture of my poppy from a long time ago standing beside his 1965 chevy pickup, and thought he was the coolest guy on the planet. I decided right then that I wanted to be just like him. I started growing my mullet out to just like his in the picture. I plan to buy, restore and drive a 1965 chevy truck just like his for my first vehicle when I turn 16. My grandmother, my poppy's wife, died long before I was born from cancer. If I ever decide to cut my mullet in the future, I will donate my hair to a non profit charity that can make my hair into a wig for kids who suffer from cancer. Cancer is a terrible thing, and hopefully my hair can help a kid who can't grow an awesome mullet of their own, live a life that is as close as it can be to being normal.