Two stories of identification by the back of the head:
About 40 years ago, my aunt and mom were driving down the road with my cousin, Mark, in the backseat. They commented that the car in front of them was from another state. My cousin piped up and said, “How can you tell, by the shape of their heads?”
Fast forward to present day. We are singing in church, and my husband leans over and tells me that he thinks he spots my teen nephew that we haven’t seen much in the past few years. “The back of his head looks like Josh.” I wondered how he knew a kid by the back of his head. He replied, “I ran behind him for a while during the Sam Costa Half Marathon last March.” I guess it is worthwhile to pay attention while you are running. If you have read my other blogs, you know that there are about a hundred things on my mind while I run.
Wow, my cousin Mark was a wee boy 40 years ago?!
Better to Laugh 
That is really funny!