Men folk of all ages in these parts like to wear ball caps. Nearly every male I know wears a ball cap from time to time, if not most of the time. Joe, Jeff, farmers, laborers, males young and old wear ball caps. My dad always wore a ball cap and my grandpa Miller wore something similar–an engineer’s cap.
The main purpose of a ball cap is to shade your eyes from the sun, but they have become much more than that. Wearing a ball cap is like having a small billboard on top of your head. Their message can make a statement, advertise a business or advertise all sorts of products, show your pride and support for your favorite team or organization, and even show where you have been or where you would like to go.
We have lots of ball caps around here. Joe has quite a collection and some of Jeff’s old ball caps are in the basement. Plus I have most of my dad’s old ball caps.
A ball cap collection seems to be inevitable for guys.They somehow seem to multiply. Guys start out with one ball cap, pick up others here and there, receive free ones as advertising, and pretty soon they have a collection. And ball caps are difficult to part with. There is a bond between a man and his ball cap.
Most men have their favorite ball cap. It is the one that is frayed, worn, and soiled. It is the one that fits and feels the best. The ones below are in pristine condition and were probably never worn, but they are still favorites.
My dad had several vintage ball caps from the area that are reminders of bygone businesses, places and events. Below are a few of the ball caps we have around here.
I’m sure this ball cap was one of my dad’s favorites since he had coffee at the Chatt Bar nearly every morning. He was truly a member of The Chatt Bar Hall of Fame.
My dad usually attended the Chattanooga Farmers Picnic and took Jeff there when Jeff was a boy.
I don’t remember this Caffee business. Maybe one of you will help me remember.
Motor Inn is a popular truck stop in Mercer, known for their good food and coffee.
My parents liked to go to Las Vegas and usually stayed at Westward Ho.
My dad purchased his tires from Zurcher Tire.
Here is one of Joe’s flashy caps from his former employer, GTE.
I have several ball caps myself. I sometimes wear a ball cap if I am having a bad hair day. I also have a few visors. Women seem to favor a visor over the traditional ball cap, but I’m not sure why. Maybe they don’t want to have their hair mashed down by a full-cap.
Joe gave this Reds ball cap to me.
I remember one thing about my dad and ball caps: my dad did not like seeing a ball cap worn backward. He thought they should be worn as they were intended, with the bill shading the eyes, not the neck.
These ball caps bring back many memories.