Garth Brooks To The Rescue!

Published: Tuesday, September 11, 2012 at 03:54 PM.

Fashion wasn’t much of an issue back then. Neat and clean was the byline. But, still, you didn’t want to be the only child in the third grade without a collar on your shirt! Thankfully, it didn’t seem to bring on bouts of depression or scar me for life. The other kids never said a word or even seemed to notice. But, still, it certainly made me aware for the first time that clothes sometimes can make a difference.

Charlotte Melton asking me out to her house to ride horses in the eighth grade is what got me really to thinking about what I was wearing. Dang, I wish that Roy Rogers shirt hadn’t a’gotten torn up! I sought out Leon for some advice. He said, “Don’t worry about your clothes dummy, just splash on some extra Old Spice so you won’t smell like a horse when you walk her back to the barn!” As my “dating years” moved through high school I spent my lifeguarding money on bleeding Madras shirts, Munsingwear Penguin jackets and ultra thin belts with double buckles.

It all seems so silly now. Or maybe I’ve just gone full circle. The older I get, the less I care about what I’m wearing. Cost trumps style more than ever. A six hundred dollar dress for a three year old seems like a terrible waste. But hey, I’m going to let those parents figure it out like we all had to do.

And I also want to publicly thank Garth Brooks. I saw him on TV in New York back in the late ’90’s doing a concert in front of a million people…..and he was wearing a striped shirt with NO collar!

Made me feel so much better about the third grade.



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