I just plain LOVE hats! I'm very rarely seen without one. I own well over a hundred head coverings. Some are fun and some are merely functional, but I love (nearly) all of them.
If you are a close friend or family member and can fill in any missing dates or locations below, I'd really appreciate an update. And if you have any photos of me in hats that aren't here, or if you have better shots of ones that are here, please send them to me (click "Contact" at left) and I'll probably put them in.
So, without further ado, in roughly chronological order (sorta), here's 94 pieces of my headgear in TREVOR's Hat Parade!
I know that technically, a hood may not count as a hat, but to me it is. Besides that, it's my website --- I make the rules. My dad built us a skating rink in our back yard. We spent a lot of time skating. Check out those cool 50's-style double runner skates, too!
Even as a kid, I wore hats a lot. This fine white baseball cap with a black brim is very, very similar to a hat I wore 46 years later in the Fall of 2008. That's my next younger brother Ian with me. We were really close as kids; shared a room most of our childhood; hung out together a lot; played together; talked together; palled around together; went to college together where we shared a room again. Then he got married and moved to the West Coast and we were out of touch for a long time. But now, thanks to email, we're back in touch again. It's great!
My little dutch boy costume hat. I really liked it a lot. I think of this photo as "My first foray into hats and long hair." I was briefly reunited with this wonderful piece of headgear 42 years later. You can see it in color here.
In December of 1967, when I was 11, we moved to Webster Groves, Missouri. Within a week of moving in, I found this engineer's cap in the back mud room. Nobody knew where it came from and none of my siblings claimed it as theirs, so I assumed ownership and wore it nearly continuously until it literally fell apart. It was my first true love affair with a hat.
The first in a long series of denim caps very similar to this. When this one wore out, I started making them myself out of old jeans.
1978 or so
Of all the hats I made, this is my favorite. Brown was my favorite color at the time. Corduroy was my favorite material. And hats my favorite piece of clothing. What more could I possible ask for? You can see in this close-up that I did a pretty good job making this one, too.
I made this hat out of a the seat of a dead pair of jeans. It was my second "pocket hat". (Notice the pocket on the top.) In November that year, the owner of our local health food store commissioned me to make eight of them for him to give to his nephews as gifts. I'm probably reading science fiction here, but I can't make out the title. I married this woman 16 years later. She loved me then, but I didn't have a clue.
In 1984, I was the Assistant Director in Charge of Programming at 4-H Camp Howe, a two month residential summer camp next to the D.A.R. State Forest in Goshen MA. I wore this Camp Howe paper cap (and a 4-H shirt) the entire time.
May 22, 1986
Red Hill Park
Red Hill PA
This photo was taken at the Advanced Chiropractic client picnic. My brother-in-law booked me to entertain his clients. The picnic was held at this great little park near his office. I basically stayed and played games all day as long as there was anyone who wanted to play. I don't wear visors very often, but it was really hot that day. I wanted my eyes shaded but not my head covered. Sounds like visor to me. This one's blue denim.
Back in the early 70's, my little big sister, Laura (as opposed to my big big sister, Jane), made me this way cool Indian headdress. It's based on an authentic design, using mostly authentic materials. (They didn't have felt, but....) And since then, I'm always an Indian for Halloween each year because it's the only time I get to wear it. I also like this picture because it says "GAMES" next to my head. (So does the one three photos down.) Pretty cool, huh?
For a while there, I was really into bandanas both as head scarves and as headbands. This was part of a Christmas card photo.
A standard red bandana. I just like this photo because it says "games" next my head really big. I've got games on my mind! It's even better that the banner is colors that I eventually permanently adopted for my business.
This one's a fancy head scarf. My mother hated them. I always just wished they had a brim. It's a little hard to see it, but that's the tip end of my juggling stick you're viewing end-on above my right hand in front of the metal post on the building behind me. It's actually about 2 feet long.
Ah! The elf hats! My sister found a pattern for these and made a whole bunch of them, so we all had one. I'm actually related to everybody in this picture (notice how we all have basically the same posture). It was Outing Day at camp. We spent the day on the Kancamaugus Scenic Byway (Rte 112) that runs half-way across New Hampshire from Conway to Lincoln. We were walking a nature trail and came around a corner and there --- nowhere near anything else --- was this exhibit of fire fighting equipment. They've since taken this exhibit down. But notice the metal hard hat right in front of my beard. It is foreshadowing something yet to come.
Christmas 1993 (?)
This is the same elf hat, but it looks pretty good with a feather. And you don't have to attach it or anything: just stick the shank of the feather into the felt and it stays put just fine.
For some reason, I always wear the yellow elf cap with the edge turned up Robin Hood style.
The FNCA Puzzle Club. On the left is my big big sister, Jane (as opposed to my little big sister, Laura). I really like the colors and pattern on the hat. And this photo really shows it off well. I should lean over and get a picture taken of the top of my head more often.
This hat is actually a little too small for me, so I didn't wear it much after I got it. It's basically a black cap with a purple hat band. It's a good shot of the hat band, but not a very good picture of the rest of the hat... but it's the best I can find.
At my friends Greg & Julie's wedding, I was goofing around (it figures) "waiting" on my favorite cousin. This hat was reversible. Orange, gold & black pattern on one side, solid black on the other.
My father was a total groupie for the New Black Eagles Jazz Band, a dixieland band in the Boston area. He went to tons of their shows, knew all their songs, bought all their recordings, knew all their musicians, knew all their substitute musicians, knew their wives and children, too, etc. For his 80th birthday party, I hired the band to play at a party we threw for him in his back yard, but I didn't tell him I'd hired the band. He complained bitterly about the party for weeks ahead of time: told us we couldn't have a party, couldn't have it at his house, he wouldn't go, yadda, yadda, yadda. That all stopped the moment the band showed up! My mother made me this authentic black eagle hat as a tribute to the band. I keep it in a place on honor on my dresser.
(Compare it to my other bird hat.)
My mother knits. Well, at least she did until she was in her mid-70's and her fingers wouldn't do it any more. She knit sweaters, vests, socks, slippers, scarves, mittens, gloves, stuffed animals, puppets (both hand- and finger-), ornaments, and --- of course --- hats! I have quite a few hats Mom made, and this is a typical example of one of what she called her "modern" winter hats.
I have a boodle of standard, all-cotton, solid colored, brimmed caps, but this was one of my favorites because yellow is my favorite color and plain yellow, all-cotton, brimmed caps are so very hard to find. This one died a cruel and bitter death when I wore it to a huge bonfire. First it got all sweaty. Then it got all sooty. And then it never got better. I tried everything to get the black out, but to no avail. Now I only wear dark colored hats near fires.
Shelburne Falls MA
One of my many purple hats. This one is also reversible, although I rarely wear the other side out. Nothing wrong with it, I just like the solid purple side better. The Potholes is a very popular swimming spot. It's really amazing. There's dozens and dozens of naturally-formed potholes like this one throughout the entire area. Plus waterfalls, monster-sized rocks, shallow and deep pools all over the place, jumping spots, sunning spots, and a large, clear pool at the bottom. This particular pothole I'm sitting on the edge of is so wide that I can't touch both sides from the middle. It's also about 15 feet deep. My lovely wife also took some pix of me down inside it, but this one shows the hat better.
My hard hat! I love my hard hat. My wife doesn't. This photo was taken at my bachelor party the night before our wedding. I was wearing this hat when I proposed to her three months earlier on the top of "Mount" Jockey Cap in Fryeburg ME. She asked me take to it off when we had a stranger click a photo of us to commemorate the occasion. I picked up this hat at a tag sale for $5. They don't make them like this any more. They're all yellow plastic now. I was wearing it in Maine in August 1998 while canoeing with my lovely wife-to-be. As we approached the Fryeburg town beach, some guy on shore offered me $20 for it. Of course I turned him down: I LOVE MY HARD HAT! And then, at the far end of the beach, some tough guy got all huffy with me. He started wading out towards us yelling, "What are you doing wearing that? Take that off! You have no right to wear that!" He was pretty angry! I yelled back, "I LOVE MY HARD HAT! I'll wear it any time I want! If you don't love your hard hat, maybe you should get a different job!" That cooled him off a bit, but I was glad we were well out of reach the whole time. I still love my hard hat.
October 3, 1998
Our wedding photo. My wedding hat. My lovely wife. Smoooooch! I just love her. She's the best. Love my wedding hat, too. I only wear it to church, on our anniversary, on Valentine's Day, to weddings, and on other special occasions that we do together as a couple. The rest of the time, it stays in a special place on my dresser in our bedroom.
U.S. Virgin Islands
We went to St John for our honeymoon. It was simply fabulous. 90+% of the island is a state park, so it's almost completely undeveloped. I carried this hat on the plane because I know I'd need a big beach hat. I got some funny looks in the airport on the New England end, but since when has that ever bothered me?
P.S. This is the hat on the lower right corner of my Wicker Hat Wall below at 2/29/8.
U.S. Virgin Islands
Yeah, I know, technically it's not a hat, but it is headgear, okay? Like I said near the top of the page: my website, my rules. Snorkeling here was absolutely one of the most awesome things I've ever done. And St John has the only underwater self-guided snorkeling tour trail in the world! Truly amazing.
All the beaches there are very fine, pure white sand because it's all just ground up coral. The water really is that color. And it's warm as toast all the time. That dark stripe across the water just above my flippers is about 30 feet wide and goes from the surface all the way down to the ocean bed. It's solid fish! All sorts of different kinds! Those three birds you can see floating on the surface near them are feeding. There were actually about a dozen of them, but the other nine were all diving when this photo was taken. I had just finished spending about 20 minutes actually swimming around in that stripe of fish! They didn't seem to mind at all. It was stunning to be swimming around in a very, very thick school of fish! They were so, so close all around me, but none of them actually touched me! And I couldn't touch them no matter how hard I tried. They were so close that I kept thinking I could easily just reach my hand out and touch one, but no matter how slow or fast I tried, they never let me get that close!
Every November, we go to my sister Laura's for Thanksgiving. This was taken by one of her boys while I was sitting in my truck in their driveway.
East Burke VT
My mother-in-law (at far right) gave me this Snoopy hat. And I gave everyone who was willing to wear it one of these shiny masks. These are the four who dared!
My dear darling daughter made this one for me. (She knows what I like.) It's a little itchy, which is why I always wear it above my hairline or with something cotton under it. This is one of my favorite photos of me. It's taken at this really cool lodge out in the middle of nowhere that my parents-in-law used to rent for family weekends a few times a year before they moved to Vermont full-time. By the way, those are three bubbles blown by my life-long friend Shelley Dolley in front of my hat, arm, and the porch deck.
the Quabbin Reservoir
Remember that all-purple hat from the Potholes a few pictures above that I said I rarely wear the other side out? This is the other side.
March 2001 (I think)
in our living room
These paper crown were a birthday gift. We only wore them that day (they're really thin paper!) But she's my queen and I'm her king no matter what!
My original felt gig hat lasted an entire decade, and when it finally wore out in 2001, I looked high and low for another stove pipe hat with a red & yellow color scheme, but to no avail. So I made my own. I've made lots of other hats so this was not an unusual decision. However, since the felt one had been so hot in the summer, I decided to make this one out of cotton fabric. It come out pretty well and served me for many years. This may have been it's debut.
Webster Groves MO
This is the only time I ever wore this white cap. Something extremely divisive had just happened in my life. I was very sensitive about not being the bad guy so I wore a white hat that weekend!
This was at a very wonderful 30th reunion of the friends I hung out with in 9th grade in Webster Groves who had started a commune together after graduating from high school. My family moved to the East Coast the summer after 9th grade, but my next younger brother Ian and I went back to Missouri to visit them the summer after they started it. It was fun to see everyone again back then. And then 30 years later, it was a lot of fun to see them all again! Ian drove from the West Coast, I drove from the East Coast, and we met in the middle. It was terrific! It was just so cool to catch up with my old girl friend and the other five people in my immediate circle of close friends, meet their significant others, and pal around like old times for a weekend.
And the funny thing is, the other two guys in our group that are also hat people also wore white hats! We're all good guys!
Mt Tom State Park
Goat's Peak lookout tower
Standard tan brimmed cap with a view.
on the Saco River
A low crown straw hat that I probably picked up at the Fryeburg Flea Market that summer.
Another standard brimmed cap. Another purple hat.
When my darling daughter was 18, she went to France as an exchange student and brought me back this genuine French wool beret. Oui, oui. Merci beaucoup, ma favori jeune fille! The funny thing was, she went during the summer, so she didn't actually go to school there when she was an exchange student. This photo was taken in my brother's converted Greyhound bus camper one year when he drove it all the way across the country from the state of Washington.
Magic Wings Butterfly Conservatory
This is one of the very few brimmed caps I wear that isn't a solid color. But if you wear red or yellow to a live butterfly place, the butterflies will land on your clothing! It's awesome!
May 2005 (I think)
And once again, a standard brimmed cap. This one is blue. It got into my Hat Parade because I really like this photo of me with my two favorite ribbon dancers. The photo is taken at the annual May Pole camp-out weekend that I've been going to for a couple of decades now. I'm walking in the annual Sunday morning May Pole processional . (You can find a photo of lots of us waving ribbon dancers around the May Pole on the Project: Ribbon Dancer page.)
Aren't I macho? My plastic construction worker hat is in my Play Room, but not on the dress-up shelf. Nope, this one is on the toy tool shelf where it belongs!
March 17, 2008
Sanderson Brook Falls
My lovely wife and I got to go on a sunny day hike! We'd been wanting to do this for about a month --- ever since my lovely wife (thankfully!) lost her dumb job. This is red and white toque doesn't get worn very often because it's an "emergency hat" that I keep behind the seat of my truck just in case I'm somewhere cold without proper winterware. And this was just such a case. It was pretty warm and most of the snow had melted at our place, but by the time we'd driven the hour to Chester we were surrounded by snow and it was windy and chilly. This red & black flannel overshirt is also "emergency" clothing I keep in my truck. I'm wearing it over my jacket. This stuff has saved my bacon so many times, I'm just glad I'm that organized.
In the distance over my shoulder, you can see the waterfall that was our destination. You can see the upper 20' or so of what is actually about 40' of cascades down the cliffside. I was really happy that we could see the falls from the main trail --- which was a really easy climb --- because the side trail down into the ravine to the base of the falls is only about 12" wide on a very steep hill... and it was covered with ice and snow. Oh yes, plus the access trail itself was not cut level into the hill: at several places it tipped at a big angle down the hillside: kind of treacherous-looking in the ice and snow. So we decided not to chance it --- hence the gladness at being able to see the falls from up on the main trail. We'll go back sometime when there's no snow to get a close up view.
Just a ½-minute walk above this view of the falls, we found a big rock in the sun that was a perfect spot for our picnic. The rock had obviously been in the sun for hours because it was actually a little warm to the touch. So we sat on the rock with the sun in our faces and the sound of a roaring waterfall in the background and had a delightful lunch before heading back down the trail. What a great day trip!
March 23, 2008
So, I store a boodle of my hats on top of my dresser. After we got home from church and lunch at a nice restaurant, I tapped my lovely wife to do another hat photo shoot (like the one of the Wicker Hat Wall about a month ago) of just about everything up there. So the next fifteen photos are various hats from the top of my bureau except the sundry brimmed caps from the big pile on the right that already appear somewhere earlier in the Hat Parade.
Be sure not to notice how I sneakily changed shirts between every hat and how we shot each one in a different location in the house so you wouldn't think all these shots were taken on the same day. Don't notice that. And in case you didn't notice something else, let me point out my black eagle hat in it's place of honor on the lower part of my dresser, back left. That wooden thing in front of it holds my wedding hat, keeping it in shape when I'm not wearing it, which I obviously was at the time of this photo. We had just gotten home from church, and I always wear my wedding hat to church. I think it's somehow totally appropriate to wear my wedding hat to church.
This "wicker" cowboy hat actually has wires woven in at select places so that you can shape the hat to your liking. Unfortunately, there's none in the upper part and it has become permanently squished so that it kind of squeezes my head and then if I get too active it comes popping off!
The painting is by my mother. She got into watercolors in the 1980's and painted extensively for about 15 years. I have quite a few of her paintings all of which I really love. This one is of the front porch of my parents house where they lived for 30+ years. I only lived there for 3 years.
Someone once made me some iron-on decals with my old logo on them for my birthday. They also ironed one onto this hat that's just a little too small for my head. I tried wearing it for a while, but it's just too tight.
May 11, 2008
Island Pond VT
My River Valley Market cap with an added yellow hat band (from our annual May Day family camp-out weekend). I've gotten into lots of conversations about our big, new food co-op in Northampton MA because I wore this hat all the time for over a year. People are pretty excited about what we've accomplished together... even the few that have never heard of it before. I've gotten a lot of positive comments on the hat band, too.
Check out the updated version of this hat here.
November 18, 2008
My lovely wife's fairy godmother inherited a house and asked her to help clean it up. They discovered that the basement was chock full of tools (like really chock FULL). And since our summer camp had put out a plea for tools last season, we decided to go along with here and get some. So I came out of there with three suitcases FULL of tools and this Greek yachting cap. Pretty good, huh?
January 3, 2009
Bellows Falls VT
This is my standard winter hat, a sort of brick red, acrylic, double knit toque. Very, very warm. It's deep enough for me to pull it all the way down and then turn the edge up and have a four-ply layer over my ears. It wasn't quite that cold this particular day though, so it's not pulled down quite that far. It lives in the pocket of my winter coat --- the vintage WWII wool army coat you can see here. It's very, very warm, too!
April 18, 2009
Way back in 1967, when I was 11 years old, I was a "Little Dutch Boy" for Halloween and wore a goofy hat with yellow yarn hair attached to it. 42 years later, I'm at our regular monthly clan gathering and potluck at my nephew's house when they start passing this hat around. Nobody would try it on but me, and when I did I got this vivid deja vu feeling that just filled my entire being.
If you compare this hat with the one fourth down from the top here in my Hat Parade, you may became as convinced as I am that it's the very same hat! My mom made this.
June 9, 2010
on top of Jockey Cap "Mtn."
Memorial Day Weekend every year is Work Weekend at camp. This year, like several recent years, there was also a teen retreat going on there at the same time. As usual, my lovely wife, the camp registrar at the time, was at Work Weekend doing camp registrar stuff, but she didn't have time for one fairly large project that she had hoped to get done, so a week later, the two of us drove up together for a delightful 4-day stay alone. We practically had the whole place to ourselves. It was GREAT! She completed her project and I put in 12-16 hours a day building the camp's new website from scratch. It went live the following day.
Well, to get to the point of this story, one of the minor chores we attended to was sifting through all the stuff the teens left behind that was in the Lost & Found. One of the things was a bag with several brand-new items in it including this very cool hat that just totally resonates with me. The back says: "Live Your Love" --- which I do big time! And the front says: "Let Your Light Shine" --- and guess what? It does! If you look carefully at the brim of the hat you'll see two tiny headlights that light up quite brightly when you slide the switch in the center of the hat strap in the back! So I'd like to thank some anonymous teen from the Swedenborgian Youth League for this wonderful piece of brand-new headgear: the Hat with Headlights!
P.S. I got a second one of these two years later under nearly the same conditions!
P.P..S. The top of Jockey Cap "Mtn." where this photo was taken is where I proposed to my lovely wife nearly 12 years ago. I was wearing my steel hardhat at the time.
P.P.P.S. "Mtn" is in quotes in the P.P.S. because although that's what is says on the sign at the bottom of the trail, nobody local ever actually calls it a "mountain" since you can easily walk up it in less than 10 minutes! It's just called "Jockey Cap" everybody, okay?
True Confessions: When I made this version of my gig hat, I never liked the floppy, not-quite-big-enough brim. Nonetheless, I still wore it for a good five years without ever doing a single thing to at least just stiffen it up a bit. It's not like I didn't know how, since all the hats that I've made before this had had stiff brims... I just didn't do it this time around for some reason. Oh well. Nobody complained about it but me, so I guess it still worked just fine.
My next gig hat, I very carefully made the brim big enough and stiff.
June 9, 2011
next to one of Mom's paintings
It was time for a new hat. I tried on several. This was one of two that made the finals. I wasn't too sure about the color though: it's not a color I wear a lot and I think it probably clashes with several of my plaid winter shirts, but my lovely wife said it's okay, so I bought it. Sure looks good with this deep blue tank top, though.
August 13, 2011
Fryeburg New Church Assembly
Every once in a while, something totally unexpected comes in over the transom. In this case it was our old camp friend Jim Lowe and his lovely wife Betty gave me a present completely out of the blue last Monday: this hat. When someone asked him where he got it, he replied, "I bought it from a little old wizard downtown." I don't know why Jim would think someone like me would like a hat like this... but let me tell you: he's right!
Taking a picture of it that shows its true character, however, was a little tough since I wanted to show not only the crown design, but also the headband pattern and the long yellow tassel that has been hanging down my back for the past week! It took about 20 tries but I think I nailed it, folks.
Here's what it looks like from the side. --------->
Fryeburg New Church Assembly
A plain white baseball cap that I keep at camp in case I need a hat. I needed it that day.
August 7, 2012
Fryeburg New Church Assembly
This is the second light-up Let Your Light Shine hat I scrounged from the Lost & Found at camp. It's a flashlight in a hat! See those two little shiny spots on the front edge of the brim? Those are headlights! It's perfect for camp because I don't have to carry a flashlight around at night.
This one is definitely a design improvement over the old one. It had a rather hard-to-use, little, tiny, on/off slider switch on the adjustment strap around the back. But this new one has a very easy-to-use push button switch built into the brim of the hat in a very ergonomic place. Just reach up and squeeze hat brim, and the lights come on! I admit, however, that when I clip this hat to my belt, sometimes I sit on the brim and accidentally turn the lights on by mistake. :D
September 30, 2012
at our house
At River Valley Market's "Apple Spree" event at Look Park in Northampton, they were giving out 100+ of these straw hats for free. I, of course, had to have one, along with the event button which I pinned onto it. Much to many of the RVM staff's pleasure, I wore it for about 6 weeks as my regular daily hat until it got too cold for it in mid-November. Regularly during that time, complete strangers would say things to me like (and these are actual quotes) "Are you with the Jesse James gang?", "Are you [famous country singer]?", and the inexplicable "You're wearing a straw hat."
• Veggie Cutlet – made in-house, served with buttery mashed potatoes, gravy and a small salad $9.
March 20, 2015
in the Play Room at our house
Several years ago, I became an avid biker when I snagged an old mountain bike (the red one in the background) in a free pile on the side of the road. I spent $128 having it fixed up and made road-worthy. And shortly after my first ride, because I was getting so little exercise, I made a commitment to myself to ride every single day, year round. At first, my goal was 1/2 hour a day; but within a year, I was averaging over an hour a day and 400-500 miles a month!
This is me in my full It's Snowing Outside winter riding gear. I only wear this neon orange with yellow and silver reflective stripes nylon hat under very strict conditions: only when I'm biking (it's pretty goofy otherwise!), visibility has to be low (I want vehicles to SEE me!), it has to be cold outside (otherwise this hat makes me sweat!).
By the way, you can't see it very well in this picture, but nearly every ride I do --- unless it's above 80° or so --- I wear the nearly matching orange vest with yellow reflective stripes in the photo (Thank you, my lovely wife!). It has a battery pack that powers four very brightly flashing lights front and rear. Now that's visibility!
June 18, 2015
Strawberry Ice Cream Social
River Valley Co-op
My previous gig hat was so beat up that it was way past professional — and besides, I didn't like the floppy brim — so I made this new one that I'm very, very, very pleased with... especially the wide, shape-able brim! This photo was taken from partway up the outside stairs on the front of the Co-op. It has become one of my all-time favorite pictures of me at work — this is how the world looks to me when I'm stiltwalking, folks!
April 27, 2015
inspecting my asparagus bed for new growth
Officially, this light blue hat is called a bucket hat or a tennis hat, but it's also widely know as a Gilligan's hat, popularized by the title character who always wore one in the 1960's tv show Gilligan's Island. Because I don't really care for this style of hat, a few years ago, I decided that this would be my gardening hat since I wouldn't really care if it got dirty, grubby, splotchy, or even (*choke*sputter*) ruined completely. I wear it pretty much all the time when I'm working in the garden. I've gotten used to it over the last few years and don't really mind it so much any more. It, on the other hand, doesn't really seem to be wearing out very fast either. Go figure.
I've been an active food co-op member since the 1970's. For a whole bunch of reasons, our local co-op (which I've been very involved with since its inception) recently changed its name from River Valley Market to River Valley Co-op. The store manager gave me this brand new hat as soon as they came in to replace my old one, so I could wear it when I'm working Co-op events, knowing full well that I'd also be wearing it all the time for a while. I think I'm the only non-employee who has one! Lucky me.
Still to come: a few more of my winter hats, and at least one more older gig hat.
And to repeat what I said at the top: if you know the dates (even roughly) or locations of any of the ones I don't know or that have question marks next to the date, please let me know so I can update this page. If you have any photos of me in hats that aren't here, please, please, PLEASE send them to me!
Favorite Hat Quotes
"Personally, I'd never want to be a
member of any group where you either
have to wear a hat or you can't wear a hat."
~ George Carlin
"A man walks down the street with that hat,
people know he's not afraid of anything"
~ Alan Tudyk as "Wash" Washburn in Firefly "The Message"
What did the hat say to the tie?
"You hang around here, I'll go on ahead."
A man asked a small boy his name.
"Six and Seven-Eighths," he replied.
"How in the world did your parents come up with such an unusual name?"
"They just picked it out of a hat."
"How a hat makes you feel is what a hat is all about."
One psychiatrists says to another, "I once had a patient who insisted he heard music every time he wore his hat."
"So how did you treat him?"
"I grabbed his hat and removed the band!"
Did you hear about the cowboy singer who wanted to be famous, so he put a corduroy sweat band in his hat?
He made headlines.
"Caps! Caps for sale! Fifty cents a cap!"
"You monkeys, you," he said shaking a finger at them, "you give me back my caps."
~ in Caps For Sale by Esphyr Slobodkina
"My hat is old.
My teeth are gold.
I have a bird
I like to hold.
My shoe is off.
My foot is cold.
My shoe is off.
My foot is cold.
I have a bird
I like to hold.
My hat is old.
My teeth are gold.
is all told."
~ Dr. Seuss in One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish
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