Coming home on break during my sophomore year at High Point University, I had grown out a sizable beard and stache. My mom loved it, but she had one of those looks on her face. You see, I grew up in a home with medical parents. My mother obtained a science degree in nursing and my father received his M.D. degree at Wright State. As she approached my face to examine my facial hair she suggested I go to the microbiology lab to swab areas of my beard. She stated if I were to be sporting a beard it would be the CLEANEST there was. When it came to her boys she was incredibly tenacious. She showed us how to make things possible and anything ordinary was not acceptable. After many calls to pharmacists and labs, we continued to research for the best ingredients to put in our products. Before I knew it samples of beard supplies showed up at my fraternity house.