Saturday, July 17, 2010

My Grandson--Georgia...I mean Texas

Our grandson and his family traveled from Texas to Georgia for one of their many family vacations this year. Cool Grandson posed for this terrific mug shot while they were having dinner in the world-famous Varsity Drive-In there in Atlanta. Grandson is poised to be world-famous one of these days, too. He runs track really, really fast. Maybe he should play baseball, though. They give hats when your team wins the pennant. Do they give hats at track meets? Hope so.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Darla, Irma and Carolyn—Arizona

On Father’s Day 2010 one of our best friends (Carolyn, the little one on the right) hosted an afternoon bash in her back yard. Can you bash in the Arizona Afternoon Heat? There was a swimming pool nearby, but the pictures I got didn’t show these pretty girls in it. So I guess they beat the heat with their real shady hats. Girlfriends will be girlfriends, won’t they?

Tuesday, May 18, 2010


Those late-night TV wedding extravaganzas got nothing on Kristi. If you’re gonna throw a wedding, do it the right way—get creative!  In a beautiful white Hat.

Kristi is aboard her mustang pony, Cody, whom she has nurtured into a gentle and fine-looking friend. Kristi is a friend of a friend whom I have mentioned on this blog before.
Thank you for this heart-warming photo, Kristi. The entire staff here at PWWH wish you and your husband many fond years together.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Amy and Katina—Texas

It was cold on May First in the Texas Panhandle. It was a windy, blanket day if you were sitting in the bleachers. And that's where my daughter and her friend were sitting—in cool Hats—watching a track meet. I couldn't resist the photo op. So I took advantage of it and took the photo, too.
Amy's wearing the white Hat, Katina the knit Hat behind her.
Beautiful girls. Proud moms.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Phil—West Virginia

It was in the Dark Ages when I first met Phil; 6th or 7th Grade, I think. We weren’t chummy friends or pals (he was quiet and unassuming; I was not), but we shared several classes and got along well. I've always remembered him. Suddenly, almost 50 years later I got an e-mail from him that invited me to visit his Web site.
Who knew? Who knew?  Who knew that Phil has more skills in his hands than most of us do in all the rest of ourselves.
He quilts. Phil and his bride are quilters. They make beautiful little blankets for little ones.

And he makes beautiful music, too. In fact, he makes beautiful musical instruments for making beautiful music—Dulcimers. I only know one thing about making musical instruments: it requires skill, patience and a deep love for music. I had no idea that Phil had all this coolness in him.
And he does all this in a Hat.
Doesn't he look great in this shirt ?
Please note the Dulcimer in Phil’s lap. 
Ooh look! They also quilt until they get matching outfits!
I know this: Phil won’t mind if you stop by his Web site where you can enjoy more of his handiwork.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Oldest Daughter—Alabama

If you want to read a wonderful blogger, read Dust Bunny Hostage. She's fun and funny. If you visit her blog, please don't tell her you saw this photo here. I "stole" it. I stole it because Ms. Hostage's Oldest Daughter looks so delightfully cool in her hat. I don't know if she's in band class at school, performing at a gig somewhere, or just standing around enjoying some applause. It doesn't matter. She radiates the self-confidence that only a Hat can reflect.

Friday, March 19, 2010

The Good Humor Man—Kansas

My mouth was watering for some ice cream recently, but all I got out of it was a reminder of this picture. I should have posted this man’s photo several months ago. (You can tell by the greenery.) He was real nice to pose for me. He politely waited and waited to let me take as many photos as I wanted. I’m glad I took this picture. Without realizing it at the time, I got a nice photo of a cool bronze Hat, too.

Maybe if I post this in the middle of March, summer will get here a little sooner.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

The Mad Hatter -- Wonderland

Normally, well-known people are not shown on this Hats Blog, but I'm making an exception in this case. It's the Mad Hatter. My grandson and I went to see the movie Alice in Wonderland (not the 3-D version, though). The Mad Hatter was downright exceptional. He wore an excellent hat, which was a featured character, too. I don't do movie critiques, but in this case, it's so good that I think you should take your family and go enjoy it. It's good. And watch out for flying hats. 

If you're a Johnny Depp fan, you'll like the movie, too.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Miss Petunia—Kansas

I took my bride to a Valentine’s dinner the other night. Part of our evening entertainment was Miss Petunia from Topeka, Kansas. Note how colorful she is. She was real funny. 

No, funneee! One quip I’ll always like: “Why is a dollar so small in the mall and so big in church?”

In her routine, she used at least nine hats. Her hats made her routine come alive. I was sitting up close, so when she saw me yank out my camera, she posed a little. Good comedy and good hats make good medicine. Thank you, Miss Petunia.

Please come back sometime.

Friday, January 8, 2010


Well, Alabama defeated the Texas Longhorns to win this season’s national college championship football game.

And what a time to introduce one of my nephews, the son of my niece’s daughter. (Whew!) See, Eric lives in Alabama. Notice, however, that he’s wearing a fine-looking Texas cowboy hat. I figure for him, it’s the best of both worlds. And notice that his hat is just like his Uncle Paul’s. The best of three worlds.

His grandmother, my niece, proudly asked me, “Isn’t that the cutest picture ever?” I’d say so.

Friday, January 1, 2010


Maia’s brother had a birthday today (Jan 1). Maia’s dad is downright cool. Maia’s mom published my exceedingly entertaining memoirs last summer.

But only Maia wears a hat!
Not only that, but Maia’s smile can light up Disney World. What a great photo to light up the first post of this year's blog. Thank you, Maia.