T-Shirt Memories I

Tonight I will share some t-shirt memories. I don’t often wear t-shirts, but in the past couple of years I have worn them more often while at home.

When out and about I usually wear a button up shirt. Especially when I go to work or church. I need a pocket to carry my pens 🙂

I have a lot of t-shirts I have acquired throughout the years, and most of them bring back memories.

t-shirts, memories, events, places, shirtsThe first t-shirt is one that I picked up when I participated in the Kansas State High School Track & Field Championships during my senior year.

t-shirts, memories, events, places, shirtsThe next t-shirt is from the Great Race that was held in Ashland, Kansas. I have an older one from an earlier year, but it is not as colorful and is a smaller size. This one I can wear.

Someday I will write a post about this unique race.

t-shirts, memories, events, places, shirtsThis t-shirt was for a race that I helped organize in the Kansas City area. I still remember some of the planning meetings at the Autism Resource Center and think about all the work that went into planning the event. It was for a great cause.

t-shirts, memories, events, places, shirtsThis t-shirt is about 30 years old. It was a promotional t-shirt for the last company I worked for. The company photographer in the catalog department came up with the design. I like wearing this t-shirt as it always gets some good comments during Teams meetings. In a future post I plan on sharing some of the t-shirts from my current company.

t-shirts, memories, events, places, shirtsThis last t-shirt has a lot of memories attached to it. Canteen Lunch in Alley in Ottumwa, Iowa has a long interesting history and has been visited by my family for decades. Not quite back to the very beginning, but from at least the early ’50s. My grandfather would eat lunch there when he worked for Lowenberg Bakery. A trip back to Ottumwa by family members is not complete without a visit to the Canteen.

Which is your favorite of these t-shirts.

Steven

 

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