We had the chance to see Jeff Daniels recently at our local Ramsdell Theater. And yes, he did keep us laughing just as he promised he would. What a character!
But he did do one sentimental song and that was about Grandpa's hat. It was a worn felt fedora--what we used to call a "church hat". He sang about the memories that hat brought back to him and the meaning it had to a boy growing up. And the more I thought about it the more I wished I had kept one of my grandfather's hats. A hat that is worn enough to just fit a person's head with the worn spot right at the peak, worn from years of tipping the hat and putting it on just right. Miss the man, love the memories.