This past weekend as we celebrated my dad’s 84th birthday, I told my son about how growing up, I always knew what Dad was doing based on which hat he wore. A cowboy hat was for checking the cows, bailing hay, and fixing fence, a feed cap for working in his shop, a flat cap for church on Sunday.
In honor of my dad’s birthday and all the different hats he’…
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