There are traditions and lessons passed down from generation to generation that you never forget.
For four generations, Proraso has been proud to be one of those traditions.In that spirit, we asked our Proraso family of barbers to share some of those cherished memories....
Haar & Co. Barbershop
New York, New York
"My father has never taken me fishing. He never taught me how to ride a bike, change a tire, mow a lawn, or use a drill. This is because these things are all foreign to him.
Salt Lake City, Utah
The Barbershop Club
Los Angeles, California
"I watched my children give you your last haircut.
Your wrinkled skin is the hidden layer of knowledge and wisdom. The depth of your experience shows in your lack of hair.
The sudden loss of my father-in-law has me revisiting the reason why I married my wife. I used to joke to my buddies about wanted to marry a woman that could chop wood, have babies and do everything I can do. Well, a woman like that has a father like her Dad. He built the house my wife was born in , and later raising her and sister as a single dad and then sending them off to college. He built over 50 homes in his community where he resided. He flew my kids out to see him every summer and winter for 14 years straight, and had a mother who lived over 100 years. You hear me often talking about redefining masculinity and what it means to be a man of today, Roy Rogers was that man. He will be missed. He can rest assured I will take care of his daughter for the rest of my life as I promised when I asked for her hand in marriage.
Happy Father’s Day
Those who get two father figure in their lives are really fortunate. "
Razors Barbershop & Shave Co
Cambridge and Somerville, Massachusetts
"Oreste “Rusty” Berriola was born in Naples, Italy, he is the father of 3 Mama’s boys with myself being in the middle. In an Italian home, everyone knows it’s the father that lays the bricks while the mother is the mortar that keeps the house from collapsing. When our mother passed away at the age of 44 it felt like the walls were caving in, but it was my father that picked up the pieces. His job was demanding and required lots of travel, he also had to maintain our home and make sure his kids had what they needed to survive while he was away. Though I was blind to it as a teen, I now understand how difficult it must have been for him to put aside his own pain so that it didn’t interfere with his responsibilities. If he fell apart, we all would. I hope I am never forced to be in that position, but if I am, I can only hope that I would be able to handle it as strong and selfless as he did. While my mom was only able to raise her boys for a short time, it was my father that raised them to become men. On behalf of my brothers and myself, we thank you, love you and happy Father’s Day."