The Silver Moon barbershop had a great run.
At 108 years-old, it's believed to be the oldest African-American barbershop in Atlanta.
Friday was its last day.
I probably shouldn't have waited till the end of an era to come in for a shape-up. But like the countless thousands of others who sat in the window chair before me, I just had to stop by and say hello and farewell to Mr. John Harris, the able steward of the blade who captain's that chair and has owned the Silver Moon for decades.
"This always seemed to me a relaxing job," Harris said modestly. "After I got out of the army, I took up the trade."
The shop still attracts a full house of loyal customers, who come as much for the conversation as they do for a trim. But Mr. Harris, at a spry 85, says it was just time to close up shop and finally retire.
"I really don't think I'm going to miss too much of anything," he said, as I tried to figure out if he was trying to convince me or himself. "I've really given all I have being down here every day for the years I've been here."
Harris was here when Sweet Auburn still was. He's seen a lot from the first chair and never missed a beat.
"I'm never tired. Even if I worked all day I don't get tired, because you like what you're doing."
His father's picture hangs prominently on the wall for all to see. His steady gaze watches over the technique of his descendents. He was a barber in Reynoldstown.
In fact, today, three of Harris' children work these chairs. So does a grandson. They're all making plans for their next chapter, when they'll put their own father's picture on the wall in the next shop.
That's where his words will hang in the air as well.
"Get in and work as hard as you possibly can. And always approach people with a smile."