There’s a baseball cap sitting on my bookshelf that I must have spent 10 minutes staring at last night. It’s a faded blue Cubs hat with a green C embroidered on the front and a clover on the back. To me, that hat is nearly sacred. I’m not a big fan of baseball. Honestly, I’m not much of sports fan at all. It’s not lucky. It’s not faded because I’ve had it for years. No, it came factory faded because sweet, vintage ball caps just look cooler. There’s no normal reason that this hat should be special to me, except... Continue Reading