Hats and Caps

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For as long as I can remember, my dad wore a hat. He used it for his switchman’s railroad work and he wore it when he fished.

For the role it played in his wardrobe, he complained it was likely the reason he was going bald. I always thought my Dad was handsome, I guess most daughters do, and defiantly his hair thinned considerably as he got older, but whether it was from the lack of circulation a hat caused, I am not sure.

Even then, I thought that had to be a pretty tight hat to cut off that much circulation and since Dad was a logical man, maybe it was the best of possible evils to explain things.

My father’s American Indian ancestry was evident in smooth brown skin that held few wrinkles, wood-colored eyes, and in his thin, straight dark hair. As has been my observation about most men he was not alone in his fretting over the possibility of baldness, and for as long as he wore a hat and complained of its effect, he tried to countermine its blood-stopping, hair killing effects.

He used Vaseline hair oil.

Vaseline hair oil was among the few meterosexual options of his day, and it’s a far cry from the chemistry available now if you seek to tame or fluff or make there seem to be more hair then there is. Vaseline hair oil was a staple on our grocery list and in our medicine cabinet. A few drops would do it, in his palm and he was would rub into his scalp, which was increasingly easier to