cookie said:I am 55 and I seem to remember my old man (born 1912) wearing a hat in some snaps in the 40s/50s but not past the 60s and he was bald at 23!
JohnnyB53 said:And here's my dad in 1954. He was born in March 1909.
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Hey Johnny B, our dad's look like they could be hittin' the streets together!
Great picture. It would make a great avatar.
Funneman, you are my sister's age but your dad was born the same time as my grandfather. I never saw him leave the house w/o a hat on, never a ball cap. He actually stopped the stretcher after having a stroke to make me go get his fedora so they could wheel him out the house to the ambulance. He was sitting up, not laying down. All of his cronies were the same way & I idolized him & some of them...funneman said:I'm 53 tomorrow and I can remember my dad never left the house without a hat...
Aerol said:It's easy to confuse "60-70 years ago" with "someone 60 to 70 years old." I'm in my 60's (yes, it pains me to write that) and I can assure you that when I was in my 20's, 40 years ago, no one wore hats. Even my father, who's now in his 90's, never wore a hat.
Actually, there was one type of hat that was common in the late '60s early '70s. It was green and made of steel. And creases of any sort were decidedly unfashionable.
Lefty said:This is more of a strange one:
I've been asked if I'm Jewish hundreds of times. The long beard, the wide brimmed hat, and the fact that I normally look sort of business casual make it a perfectly reasonable question.
Recently, however, I was in an airport, wearing jeans, a patterned shirt with the sleeves rolled up, no hat, and with my beard trimmed down by about 3/4 of what it was two months ago. A 20ish orthodox Jewish guy came up to me, (I removed my ipod earphones as he approached) and asked me if I am Jewish. I smiled and said "no, I'm just a guy with a beard". He smiled and walked off.
This was the first time that a practicing Jew has ever mistaken me for one of his/her own. Maybe he just thought I had strayed and wanted to get me back into the fold. In any case, it was strange to be mistaken for a Jew, by a Jew, while looking less Jewish than I have in a long time.
gtdean48 said:Funneman, you are my sister's age but your dad was born the same time as my grandfather. I never saw him leave the house w/o a hat on, never a ball cap. He actually stopped the stretcher after having a stroke to make me go get his fedora so they could wheel him out the house to the ambulance. He was sitting up, not laying down. All of his cronies were the same way & I idolized him & some of them...
fftopic: How I'd love to go out!!! My father & maternal grandfather both went out with heads on their pillows, in their beds, just took sleep to another level!funneman said:...My father died in the front yard of his house, flat of his back with his Stetson straw hat over his eyes. And yes, he died with is boots on.
gtdean48 said:fftopic: How I'd love to go out!!! My father & maternal grandfather both went out with heads on their pillows, in their beds, just took sleep to another level!
gtdean48 said:fftopic: How I'd love to go out!!! My father & maternal grandfather both went out with heads on their pillows, in their beds, just took sleep to another level!
Pduck said:I'd like to die in my sleep like my grandfather rather than screaming in terror like the passengers in his car.
OK, that was just sick.
Lefty said:This is more of a strange one:
I've been asked if I'm Jewish hundreds of times. The long beard, the wide brimmed hat, and the fact that I normally look sort of business casual make it a perfectly reasonable question.
Recently, however, I was in an airport, wearing jeans, a patterned shirt with the sleeves rolled up, no hat, and with my beard trimmed down by about 3/4 of what it was two months ago. A 20ish orthodox Jewish guy came up to me, (I removed my ipod earphones as he approached) and asked me if I am Jewish. I smiled and said "no, I'm just a guy with a beard". He smiled and walked off.
This was the first time that a practicing Jew has ever mistaken me for one of his/her own. Maybe he just thought I had strayed and wanted to get me back into the fold. In any case, it was strange to be mistaken for a Jew, by a Jew, while looking less Jewish than I have in a long time.
Michaelshane said:"My sisters and I were going through his stuff last month and we threw away over a hundred fedoras,he had them in boxes in the attic I wish I had Known you liked them."