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  • Writer's pictureZeke

Hughes Hat Gene!

Updated: Apr 10, 2020

Dad was an exceptional dresser for a famer. Even for work, he never wore overalls or raggedy pants. His work pants were ironed with creases and his shirts were clean every day. His watch pocket had his Pi Kappa Alpha fraternity fob hanging from it.

For social events or Sunday family lunches, he wore a suit, white shirt and tie. The suits typically came from Eilerman’s in Covington or Burkhart’s in Cincinnati. He wore the best of hats.

His Army buddy, Steve Murrin, from Texas often sent him a Stetson felt hat. I was always amazed that they remained friends for decades without seeing each other. Dad visited him once in 1942. Steve ran a restaurant in Ft. Worth, Texas. I am, likewise, amazed that I remember his name. In the summer Dad wore seersucker suits and a straw boater hat


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