I had to rent space at a Manhattan Mini-Stor [to store the collection]. It took two trips in a U-Haul to get it there. I was sweating profusely and threw out my back. But it was worth it.
I love my hats. My hats are like a best friend or a member of the family. Wherever I go, whatever I do, I wear a hat. Sometimes I wear several at once–one on top of another, right on top of another–just because I can.
I’m with you, pal. Especially when you talk about jealous people trying to drive wedges into the special relationship between a hat-lover and his hat. Because there is a bond unlike any other: a hat represents the wearer in a way no other accessory can.
Of course, non-hat-wearers do have a point. After a while, you don’t even need the person — just the hat does the job. Picture Indiana Jones, for instance – you know the hat; you no longer need Harrison Ford.
And it’s gone even further. Harry Potter fans point to the Hogwart’s Sorting Hat, which is a movie star in its own right (in fact, I believe it commands a larger salary than does Mr. Ford these days…)
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CEO Hartford York