The Many Hats of an Adventure

The sun did shine bright over Kentucky; I could find no reason not to go on my big adventure. Despite the fact karma tired to deter me, explode my hot water heater and ruined my adventure planning, I went anyway. I flew by the seat of my pants, and the adventure?

Was the “World’s Longest Yard Sale.” Yes, I braved the heat, the crowds, met the girls of my family and went on a scavenger hunt. Though it was not treasures I found that left a lasting impression. It was all the many hats, what kind of hats?

First there was the bucket hat worn by a young girl, the hat made her look cool. It made her outgoing, smile and politely greet everyone with a “Good morning,” she was worthy of a glance. You could tell she did not have a wealthy life and had traveled far to hock her wares. I bought a couple of things from her $1 table.

I watched a designer white ball cap from a distance, which mad me sad. The ball cap made the lady rude; drew her face taught with aggravation and caused her nose to snub. I thought it a depressing hat and then I saw the lady give a rude gesture to a poorly dressed patron. I would buy nothing from that hat.

Of course we saw the Kentucky hat, the baseball cap. I do not know why, must be another hillbilly thing, but if you see a guy in Kentucky wearing a baseball cap it will be atop some form of denim. Watch your step; baseball cap plus denim equals tobacco. The most disgusting sight of tobacco juice being spit on the ground will follow. I was to busy watching my step to buy anything.

Then you had the straw hats. The Amish, well and my mother but that is whole other post, wear straw hats. The straw hats always catch my attention but not for religious reasons or idle curiosity. It is the simplicity under the hat that stirs a sense of wonder in me.

I wonder if we all would not be better off had we no vanity about the clothes we wore? That our mode of transportation was selected by its bone structure and not its fuel efficiency? That we greeted all strangers with a smile and that for just one day, our children could be amused by the workings of a gumball machine? I bought 2 knives and lots of produce from them.

But the hat I remember most still causes me to smile. I had never seen such a hat but it gave us all a laugh. So I suggest, if you are a balding gentleman and planning a visit to Kentucky, you pick one of these up. I know in Kentucky you can get by with wearing it.

I hope you all had a great adventurous Saturday and your Sunday is relaxing and blessed.

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