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| Fun in the Sun 1982 t-shirt, ca. 1997 |
Steeped in 1,000 sweat-throughs, Uncle Ed's favorite t-shirt won its lofty status in the crucible of his white hot pits.
What fate befell this prized garment, washed and tumble-dried to near transparency after 27 years of weekly wearings? A number of scenarios have been floated by friends, family and conspiracy theorists--each plausible and, as yet, unproven:
-Purloined by a covetous Uncle Pete.
-Disintegrated during spin cycle, merged with other clothes.
-Still in his possession, after color and lettering faded away, as a plain white t-shirt.
-Slowly lowered by Aunt Fay into garbage disposal.
-Libyans!
If, in your travels, you should happen upon a lonely and very light blue t-shirt huddled against the rain, show no disdain. Pick it up. The FUN IN THE SUN 1982 t-shirt and Uncle Ed were made for each other. It is his second skin. They are one, and something so beloved deserves not this desolate fate.
nwb
3 comments:
I consider this a eulogy for all the great t-shirts that have been lost (or, ahem, "lost") over the years.
Yes, consider this a general lament for the fallen tees.
nwb
I can relate to this story as I also have my very, very old and favourites. I have even traced some of them after 10 years of absence in some one else's body.... :-)
But, in this particular case, I am sure Aunt Fay discreetly did some magic!
Still, Libyans could be the responsible ones.....
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