Once a beard guy, always a beard guy, this guy (JEFF EDELSTEIN COLUMN)

Once a beard guy, always a beard guy, this guy (JEFF EDELSTEIN COLUMN)

I knew I was going to grow a beard sometime in my junior year of high school. See, at the time, I was the height I am now — 6-feet-3-inches. And while today I weigh a reasonable 200 pounds (though I’d really like to get that down to 185), back then I weighed about a buck-forty-five. And about 45 of that was in my nosaclur region. The ol’ proboscis. The schnozzo. My nose was big. Well, it still is big, but again, back then, I was skin, bones, and…