He was so proud of his daughter and how he was teaching her the intricate science of cutting a man's hair, he stopped and waited until I snapped the picture.
The picture haunted me for months until it dawned on me how, in so many ways, it was a subversive act in certain places, at certain times, to teach his daughter anything that brought her into her own independence.
I wondered if he knew he was making revolution that truly insisted on a better world, or if he was just being a great dad.
