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: /p> p>Mr. Hannaford hasn't spent much time in flyover country. Wisconsin, Minnesota, and yes even Illinois will treat you to breakfast, lunch and dinner with patrons topped in baseball caps. I too don't know why "they" wear them. But it is probably because no one has told them it isn't "correct." Emily Post doesn't live here anymore. You'll find as well that, from youngsters to senior citizens, no one has taught our children for 20-30 years to walk on the left side of the road facing traffic. These are two small things, perhaps ignored in the quest for diversity. Does anyone remember Bum Phillips, the Oilers coach who never wore his 10-gallon hat inside, including in a football domed stadium? No, I didn't think so. br> -- Roger Ross br> Tomahawk, WI /p> p> It is obvious that Mr. Hannaford has been isolated from "real America" since his last trip across country. The ball cap is an indispensable part of the male clothing ensemble in the South, West and Midwest (aka flyover country, or red part of the map). It is like the old West, where the first things a cowboy put on in the morning were his hat and his boots. You will find ball caps on farmers, construction workers, truck drivers, hunters and others who work or spend significant time in the outdoors as well as on those who associate with them. This is true from the mountains and farms of New England, through the Blue Ridge and Appalachian Mountains, across the deep South, the rich farmlands of the Midwest, the Western prairies, the Rocky Mountains, the Southwest deserts and the valleys of California. So, Mr. Hannaford, welcome to America. br> -- Ralph Tuggle br> Independence, VA /p> p> Hey. You might want to know that there is a Cross on Mount Davidson in San Francisco of all places that is 103 feet tall. br> -- Thomas Bakerink

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