There hasn't been a story about our friend, Buck, in a minute and we figured it's high time for a new one.

Several years had passed since Buck inherited the old Filling Station. With most of his adventuring in the past, his days were now filled with brewing tasty beers and making the place a community fixture. As will happen, the years catch up to a man. Those years of adventuring along with the stresses that come with running a small business had started to wipe away some of the last remaining hairs from his already receding hairline. Before long his head was as smooth and shiny as one of the stainless steel tanks in the brewhouse.

Now, if you know Buck you've probably noticed that, when he's in a particularly thoughtful mood, Buck tends to run his hand along the top of his head as he addresses his thoughts. On one of these thoughtful types of days, an short, older gentleman with a thick head of hair noticed Buck smoothing out his bald pate.

"I can't help but notice you running your hand across that hairless head of yours" Said the man. "Do you want me to tell you how I keep my hair so thick and healthy?"

Well, Buck sort of liked the feeling of stroking his bald dome, but he did fondly remember the days when his hair was long and lush like a grassy field. "Okay, brother. Tell me your secret."

Buck Poured the old-timer a delicious Buck Bald Brew and sat back in his chair to listen to the old man's advice. "Every good deed you do for others will surely bring good fortune and another sprig or two of lustrous hair."

Now Buck liked the sound of this. The old man finished his beer and headed off. From that point on, Buck set out to do as many good deeds as he could. He was always a very giving and charitable type of person anyway, so if it would bring him good fortune and maybe return the hair of his youth, then why not?

Buck proceeded to hold fundraisers at the old service station. Folks came from far and wide to help raise money for Veterans, underprivileged families, animals without homes, and pretty much any charity that benefited the local community. It didn't stop there either. Buck and his friends cleaned up local roads, collected food for needy families, bought toys for local children, and helped out wherever they could. Buck Bald Brewing became more than a community hub. It became a source of community giving.

Well, it turns out the old man was half right. The good deeds of Buck and his friends brought good fortune for themselves and for the local community, but not a shred of that hair from his youth! Turns out the hair isn't that important if you have great friends, delicious brews, and a hand in making the world a better place!

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