I loved bald people. Had a bald uncle who I really liked when I was a small child. Never saw much of him after moving, but we'd chat on the phone every now and then.
My 18 month old granddaughter is terrified of people in hats. Really, she is.
I guess you could say that I was a strange child:) When I was very young, my Father’s friend visited us. He had recently shaved his head. When I saw him, I ran to the bathroom and hid until he left. Now, I look back on it and laugh.