His head grew, bulging his hat and ripping the brims. His temples expanded, more and more and the weight of his craniam increased too. Soon his huge head was too much for his neck, and it was propped up upon a stick for a time, dug into the dirt leaning from over the edge of his porch where he’d sit on his chair and wave at passerby's who almost mostly never waved back and his eyes were locked to the dirt path onward through thickets of pale green brush.