For background ... my grandmother was half Cherokee. Long, beautiful black hair until her 70's. I'd stand for an hour at a time (behind her rocker) and brush her hair which fell well below her waist. She taught me to crochet when I was 5, and to sew at age 7 or 8. I was one of 48 grandchildren and she treated every single one of us as special. Still brings a tear to my eye. Loved her dearly.