Kristi apparently had her jacket on and I heard some bragging about how well it still fit. Not to be outdone, I took mine out of it's garment bag for a look see. The first thing I noticed, besides the fact that it is a lot smaller than anything else in my closet, is the garment bag. It is dated 1976 "America's Bi-Centennial". However the buttons from the National Convention were more modern. One dated 1983 and one 1984. Shirley & I met at the November 1983 convention in Kansas City, MO. Yes, that is 25 years ago. Back to the fitting. Of course I could get it zipped! Was there ever any doubt? I had to have my camera close though as I could not bend, breath or turn. Ignore the sweat pants. I was only trying to prove a point, not actually going out of the house. In case you can't read the jacket, it says "President" below my name. I think that is what attracted Shirley. She likes the authoritative type.
In all honesty, it was a little snug. One of the pictures I took had the cross that hangs in our hallway in the background so I better not lie...... I didn't think I was going to get the damn thing zipped. I was packed so tight into that blue jacket that my man boobs have corduroy grooves in them. When I went to unzip my jacket (as I was about to pass out), I raised my left hand and it was actually numb. Oh, well, it looks way too formal zipped up. I like the loose gangsta look anyway! I know today's plastic zippers would never had held all that muscle inside. Now that I think of it, all of my pins were on the inside, that is why it was just a little tight. One other note, - back then my glasses were a lot bigger and I had more hair. Since 1984 I've downsized the glasses and hair and apparently up sized the body. I'm going to go have a bowl of ice cream - with extra toppings - just to celebrate the fact that I can wear clothes that I wore 25 years ago!
6 comments:
I think it would be a fair assessment to say that it is no longer called a jacket, but rather...a sausage casing.
Troy, thanks for the laugh of the day. You look like you forgot to breathe. I am glad the zipper held and did not blow up. You might want to wear your jacket to work just to show your co-workers how fit and spiffy you are.
I would like to give you an assessment on Jimmy Dean's behalf(AKA Troy). Kristi when you are also approaching 50 years old I hope you too are able to suck it up and wear your FFA Jacket. I also think Mom meant she was glad that the zipper held and YOU did not blow up.
Ty
Where's your picture Ty???
Troy, you look like you are in a lot of pain. The jacket must be a wee-bit tight. Maybe Grandma Lucille can alter it for you.
Tammy
that glove is pretty darn small isn't it
Justin
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