One day I noticed I was losing my hair. Soon counting the fallen hairs in the shower became a daily habit. I wondered if this hair loss could be genetic. This called up a story that my mother had told me some time ago. Originally I had been told my father had died years ago, but my mother admitted that he was still alive and living not far from my hometown. At that time it was very hard for me to accept the truth, so all this time I tried to forget about it put it behind me a...more

One day I noticed I was losing my hair. Soon counting the fallen hairs in the shower became a daily habit. I wondered if this hair loss could be genetic. This called up a story that my mother had told me some time ago. Originally I had been told my father had died years ago, but my mother admitted that he was still alive and living not far from my hometown. At that time it was very hard for me to accept the truth, so all this time I tried to forget about it put it behind me and move on with my life. But this new hair loss brought the memory of my father back. I began an investigation - detective work among my relatives and people of my home town.
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