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By Robert Whitcomb Email this author | Email this entry
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The way you wear your hat,
The way you sip your tea,
The mem'ry of all that --
No, no! They can't take away from me!
-- Ira Gershwin
So many New England cities used to have nifty occupational monickers, now remembered by few people more than a few miles from these burgs. Consider Spindle City (Fall River), the Shoe City (Brockton), the Granite City (Barre, Vt.) and so on.
Then there's Danbury, Conn.-- the Hat City -- which was celebrated yesterday, in the Nutmeg State anyway, on Hat Day.
The city, up almost on the New York border and thus close to the center of hat-buying in the Western Hemisphere, was famous well into the 20th Century for being America's capital of hat-making, but a decline in hat-wearing, especially among men, after about 1960 brought it down. 
Before then, you'd see few bare heads in American cities. Even the anarchists wore hats at outside rallies. Now it's but a nodule in the New York City exurban area -- some financial firms looking for cheaper rents than in Manhattan or Stamford, some high-tech, some abandoned old buildings, etc.
I remember when virtually all men in downtown Boston and New York wore hats to work. Then new President John F. Kennedy strode around bare-headed frequently, as if to show off his fine head of quasi-auburn hair and to distract reporters from investigating his remarkably bad health, which he treated with a truckload of drugs. His brazen behavior may have been the coup de grâce for the men's hat industry.
I don't consider baseball caps worn background to be hats.
Don't be so cruel to those who have their baseball caps on backwards..
the hate are on correctly, it's the head that turned the wrong way.
Look closely and you'll see what I mean.
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