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This husband and I…
Had breakfast…at a cute little diner down the road…cozy…friendly…decorated in train memorabilia with a large display of vintage GI Joes… A gentleman…just finished paying his bill…clasps this husband of mine on the shoulder…says…are you from Iowa…motioning to his Hawkeye hat…we chat a bit…he’s from Minnesota…bought a house in Texas…his daughter went to Iowa State…so he’s…a Cyclone fan… Traveling me is shocked…at how many conversations have started…with new passing friends…all because that Mr. of hers…wears…that hat…the random places we will hear…are you from Iowa…in shops…at the gas station…at the zoo…hiking a mountain…all because of that hat… Spent the day in a quaint little town…going from shop to shop…shop owners greeting us…making small talk…each of them asking somewhere in the chat…so where are you folks from…our…we’re from Iowa reply…greeted with a shocked…oh really…like it wasn’t obvious… Something about it…tickled this old gal’s funny bone…cuz shop after shop…it was the same thing…got to feel…like this husband and I…were in the Twilight Zone…understandably…not everyone would recognize the origins of the hat…it just being an emblem… But on this day…this Twilight Zone day…the temps a little cool…this always chilly man of mine bundled up in his usual garb…one had to stop and wonder…are these people just making idle conversation…with the man in the hat…or do they really not notice…that jacket he’s wearing… And that man in the hat…agrees…
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