Sambucus, that can be a frightful experience at first, that is, until you become newly acquainted with your long lost face once again especially after being hidden for so long. I too sported a beard through the seventies into the early eighties and swore I looked like a freshly plucked chickens ass when I finally decided to shave it off. After getting rave reviews from my peers, family and lady friends I finally got used to it and decided to leave it off and have plucked it all these years ever since. ;)