The very first pin is just a blurr.
I know it started in the Emporium on Main Street, Disneyworld, somewhere in the 70's. Going down to DIZ from Philly at least twice and sometimes as high as five times a year, everything is blurred. Now I know because of my maturity, Jeff will take a shot at my chromosones or something similar. I can handle it (meet you on the golf course Jeff, or something subdued, like Bass Fishing).
But, back to the subject: I fell in love with a corduroy Waly Disney World baseball style cap. I wish I had that cap today. Well my DW (Shirley 38) said, look at these pins. Let's jazz (not Jeff) this hat up a bit. On went some pins. Well after a couple trips this cap collapsed. I then went to something beefier. With my chromosones acting up, I don't remember this hat, cap, whatever.
Somewhere along the way (again blurry), I went to a beautiful, leather Indiana Jones Hat. Sorry, that collapsed real quick under the weight of the Pins. This is now my Fly Fishing hat.
The Current "HAT" is now on the verge of going----I think that the pin Nat sent to me has pushed "THE HAT" to the edge. What's next, a Sombrero ???
I tried some Trading; fun, but not me. Collector ?? I guess so. But LE's, the hot pins, again not me. I like definition in a Pin. I may be unique. Or have I been groping for a 30 year identity. I hope this life experience did not bore you ??
Plagiarized from my good friend, Z & X's Dad (Steve)---No animals were hurt with this reply. john59
