Not a Hair of my Head

I started losing my hair at about age 21. I first noticed it as a few hairs in the sink in England. No big deal. I noticed a few more in Florida, more in Wichita Falls and San Antonio, Texas. Even more in California and Okinawa, and more in Mississippi. It got even more serious in Virginia. My hairline started to recede, and I developed a noticeable bald spot. Still, when I looked in the mirror, I could see a lot of hair (at least in the front), and I never looked at the back. I have lost a hair or two in nearly every state of the union (including Hawaii and Alaska). I have to wear a hat nearly all the time to avoid too much sun on my mostly bald pate. I started telling my barber that a really good barber could get rid of the bald spot, but he just laughed, thinking it was a joke. I was serious. I considered, but rejected, a comb over.