I was in the neighborhood and needed a haircut and I happened to notice Caputo's Barber Shop. I asked for a haircut and he was happy to oblige. I was admiring the autographed pictures on the wall before I realized how much hair he was cutting off my head. He must have thought I was going into the military for basic training. There were thick chunks of hair falling on me and onto the floor. He charged me thirty five dollars! So, almost two months later my hair is still too short to lay down when I comb it. But, all in all, it is an experience I will never forget though I will not visit his shop in the future. I liked the Barber, I didn't like the cut.