Well, funny you should ask. Early last winter, I was driving home from work in the evening, it was pretty cold, and I picked up this Indian hitchhiker named Jim McKenzie who was heading out west. I got him out of the city and about another twenty miles down highway 7. By an interesting coincidence we both had black baseball caps with the word Woods on them -- except mine was cloth and his was leather and actually said "Woodlands". Somewhere along the line he decided we should trade hats. I told him it wasn't necessary but it was OK with me if he wanted to trade. So we did.

Very durable hat. Little hot in the summer. And I see now, kind of overwhelming in a closeup.

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