For the Men in Grubby Ole Caps

NOTE: Happy Father’s Day! This post is about hardworking men with dirty fingernails because it is Father’s Day, but we love and appreciate hard working women too!

I have an old grubby cap they I usually wear when I’m working outside. It has never been washed and probably never will be. At this point it has its own history. It was promotional cap from a business, so I got it for free. The ole cap is well broke in about like me. There are some frayed threads, stains, and the dark color has faded from the sun and rain. When I eventually throw it away, I will revisit a few memories.

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The Humor of Old Men

This subject has been incubating in my mind for a few years.  I am quite qualified for this subject because I was reared in the midst of old men.  My Dad was forty when I was born so by the time I could listen with good reason, I was saturated with the wit of “The Greatest Generation”.  I am further qualified because now I am looked at, as that once revered title of, “Old Man”.  I have been a “hoary head” since my forties.

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Old Men (1)

Old men are not what they appear to be.  They look weakened, wrinkled, frumpy, and a little dazed but that is not what they are at all.  Inside is a spirit that can still run like lightning, pick up a rock and throw it beyond reason, and make some giggly girl tear off his chatty ring at recess in the Spring.  He is old but still a boy deep inside.

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