So there is still time to get your fave hat pics in.
Since I cannot enter (My Vickie told me so) I am going to put up one more picture of our families most valued hat. This hat belonged to My Vickies grandpa who was one of those kindest, most giving man ever.
My Vickies Grandpa was a fisherman, he loved to fish and this was his fishing hat. It now hangs on My Vickies moms wall as a reminder to his loving family of what it means to be generous of spirit, soft of heart, hard working, kind to all, and to live in joy.
My Vickie remembers two great things about her grandpa that she wants me to share with you.
1. When she was young and would go to her Grandpas house, they would all go down into the basement living room, move all the furniture out from the middle of the floor, turn on the TV to "The Lawrence Welk" show and he would dance with his little grand kids. Sometimes he would have our feet on top of his feet and waltz around the room and as we got older, he would lead My Vickie through a rousing spin of the polka.
2. When My Vickie went on her very first search, and made her very first find after two days of wilderness hiking through the remotest area in the San Juan's in Colorado, the first person My Vickie wanted to call and tell all about her adventure was Her Grandpa. A most momentous time in her life and the person she wanted to tell most (besides her mom) was her Grandpa....the man she has chosen to pattern her life after. The giant of a man she called Grandpa Bailey.
And that is the memory behind the hat that I wear today. A memory that still brings tears to My Vickie's eyes.
I have been blessed to be in a family with such strength and love as a legacy.
Have a great day and be sure you let us know you have made entries in the contest by leaving a comment. Tomorrow I'll make a list of the ones we know of. We don't want to forget anyone so check in and see that you are on the list.
Boy do I love it when the fall leaves fall.....