moehawk
I'll Lock Up
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I'm sorry for your loss. With words as touching as these, you shouldn't have any problems finding the right thing to write for his widow.
I am so very sorry for your loss.Just under 50 years ago, forty eight and a half, to be precise, a hat-wearing neighbour of mine explained to me, that the trilby he wore, with a large brim, wasn't actually a trilby, it was a fedora. OK so the crown, ribbon and everything else wasn't quite the same either, but it seemed so, especially to a 22 year old with no knowledge of hats other than a 1960's jockey cap.
Today my wife and I were tidying her father's grave. We had gone to London in our old MG, there was a meeting of like minded owners. the date coincided with my father-in-law's passing, so we utilised our time by freshening his grave and then driving on to our classic car meeting. In the cemetery, at a nearby, freshly dug plot, was a recently buried: Derek John Webb. Derek was my hat tutor, from all those years ago. I hadn't seen him for almost 20 years. Nontheless, his death has left me feeling bereft.
Derek, and his wife Freda, were the best neighbours you could ever wish for. They were also a wonderful couple, so in love, so beautiful, so inspirational. I'm so shattered at discovering Derek's passing. But I know he wouldn't want tears, he was a now and here kind of guy. Involved in the community, a local politician, a mover and shaker. Every hat I wore, new (to him) or old, he would say: "You're learning."
What occurred to me on the way home, was Freda. How to word a card to the lady who was convinced that her wonderful husband would live forever. He was like that, he just lifted you. Maybe she has already come to terms with her loss, as I said, it's been 20 years. And then I looked across at the love of my life. She's never going to die. Nor am I, but of cousre we are, it's just another step along life's path.
So today, I am being strong, for my darling, this is for you.
And for Derek, I will miss you my friend, but every time I wear a fedora, I will always remember you. Rest In Peace.
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The hat monkey is comin' to getya!
Nice. Thoughtful.Just under 50 years ago, forty eight and a half, to be precise, a hat-wearing neighbour of mine explained to me, that the trilby he wore, with a large brim, wasn't actually a trilby, it was a fedora. OK so the crown, ribbon and everything else wasn't quite the same either, but it seemed so, especially to a 22 year old with no knowledge of hats other than a 1960's jockey cap.
Today my wife and I were tidying her father's grave. We had gone to London in our old MG, there was a meeting of like minded owners. the date coincided with my father-in-law's passing, so we utilised our time by freshening his grave and then driving on to our classic car meeting. In the cemetery, at a nearby, freshly dug plot, was a recently buried: Derek John Webb. Derek was my hat tutor, from all those years ago. I hadn't seen him for almost 20 years. Nontheless, his death has left me feeling bereft.
Derek, and his wife Freda, were the best neighbours you could ever wish for. They were also a wonderful couple, so in love, so beautiful, so inspirational. I'm so shattered at discovering Derek's passing. But I know he wouldn't want tears, he was a now and here kind of guy. Involved in the community, a local politician, a mover and shaker. Every hat I wore, new (to him) or old, he would say: "You're learning."
What occurred to me on the way home, was Freda. How to word a card to the lady who was convinced that her wonderful husband would live forever. He was like that, he just lifted you. Maybe she has already come to terms with her loss, as I said, it's been 20 years. And then I looked across at the love of my life. She's never going to die. Nor am I, but of cousre we are, it's just another step along life's path.
So today, I am being strong, for my darling, this is for you.
And for Derek, I will miss you my friend, but every time I wear a fedora, I will always remember you. Rest In Peace.
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Man I just saw this, that thing looks great on you! Looks right at home!on the way to the studio I stopped by a lake I pass everyday to see my little buddy that you see in the background .
Stetson fifteen Imperial mode edge from my friend Roger
... you can just feel the quality on your head while wearing this
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Feels at home as well my friendMan I just saw this, that thing looks great on you! Looks right at home!
It tickles me pink to see that thing on your head. I know you'll appreciate it!Feels at home as well my friend
Michael, that is the single most impressive Playboy I have seen yet. The crown seems larger than others and it really makes the hat. And the color is awesome! Looks great on you.I stopped in for a laugh over at the Akubra Overload thread and thought I would drop by here for a bit. Another great day of hats everyone. I got out for an evening stroll in the Playboy.
Moving....Just under 50 years ago, forty eight and a half, to be precise, a hat-wearing neighbour of mine explained to me, that the trilby he wore, with a large brim, wasn't actually a trilby, it was a fedora. OK so the crown, ribbon and everything else wasn't quite the same either, but it seemed so, especially to a 22 year old with no knowledge of hats other than a 1960's jockey cap.
Today my wife and I were tidying her father's grave. We had gone to London in our old MG, there was a meeting of like minded owners. the date coincided with my father-in-law's passing, so we utilised our time by freshening his grave and then driving on to our classic car meeting. In the cemetery, at a nearby, freshly dug plot, was a recently buried: Derek John Webb. Derek was my hat tutor, from all those years ago. I hadn't seen him for almost 20 years. Nontheless, his death has left me feeling bereft.
Derek, and his wife Freda, were the best neighbours you could ever wish for. They were also a wonderful couple, so in love, so beautiful, so inspirational. I'm so shattered at discovering Derek's passing. But I know he wouldn't want tears, he was a now and here kind of guy. Involved in the community, a local politician, a mover and shaker. Every hat I wore, new (to him) or old, he would say: "You're learning."
What occurred to me on the way home, was Freda. How to word a card to the lady who was convinced that her wonderful husband would live forever. He was like that, he just lifted you. Maybe she has already come to terms with her loss, as I said, it's been 20 years. And then I looked across at the love of my life. She's never going to die. Nor am I, but of cousre we are, it's just another step along life's path.
So today, I am being strong, for my darling, this is for you.
And for Derek, I will miss you my friend, but every time I wear a fedora, I will always remember you. Rest In Peace.
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Beautiful words. Sorry for your loss.Just under 50 years ago, forty eight and a half, to be precise, a hat-wearing neighbour of mine explained to me, that the trilby he wore, with a large brim, wasn't actually a trilby, it was a fedora. OK so the crown, ribbon and everything else wasn't quite the same either, but it seemed so, especially to a 22 year old with no knowledge of hats other than a 1960's jockey cap.
Today my wife and I were tidying her father's grave. We had gone to London in our old MG, there was a meeting of like minded owners. the date coincided with my father-in-law's passing, so we utilised our time by freshening his grave and then driving on to our classic car meeting. In the cemetery, at a nearby, freshly dug plot, was a recently buried: Derek John Webb. Derek was my hat tutor, from all those years ago. I hadn't seen him for almost 20 years. Nontheless, his death has left me feeling bereft.
Derek, and his wife Freda, were the best neighbours you could ever wish for. They were also a wonderful couple, so in love, so beautiful, so inspirational. I'm so shattered at discovering Derek's passing. But I know he wouldn't want tears, he was a now and here kind of guy. Involved in the community, a local politician, a mover and shaker. Every hat I wore, new (to him) or old, he would say: "You're learning."
What occurred to me on the way home, was Freda. How to word a card to the lady who was convinced that her wonderful husband would live forever. He was like that, he just lifted you. Maybe she has already come to terms with her loss, as I said, it's been 20 years. And then I looked across at the love of my life. She's never going to die. Nor am I, but of cousre we are, it's just another step along life's path.
So today, I am being strong, for my darling, this is for you.
And for Derek, I will miss you my friend, but every time I wear a fedora, I will always remember you. Rest In Peace.
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