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| Bill's new sweater |
Bill lives in his cardigan sweater. He doesn't wear long sleeve shirt nor does he wear a T-shirt. But during these colder months he needs more than a short sleeve shirt to keep him comfortable.
Many years ago I bought Bill a cashmere multi-colored cardigan sweater. He wore that sweater for years. He gave it up to wrap up my Mom's cat Smokey in a burial shroud. Smokey was sick for a few days and in a great deal of discomfort so we took him to the vet who advised us to put him to sleep.
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| Smokey, my Mom's cat |
However, when we left, we had nothing to put Smokey in before we buried him. Bill took off his sweater and wrapped up my Mother's beloved Smokey in it before we buried him.
I thought there would be no problem getting another sweater like that. How little did I know. Did you know that the only color selection of men's cardigan sweaters is gray, brown or black? What's up with that? Bill hates dark colors.
I finally found Bill a sweater, a dark maroon. He's been wearing it for years. Last week while we were at Food Lion I noticed how ragged his sweater was. Bill looked like a bum.
Bill isn't a clothes horse like me. I have sweater, shirts, pullover, pants, and coats - more than I will ever wear in a life time. Or what I have left of my lifetime. Most of the clothes Bill wears are my left overs. Bill isn't a shopper, thank goodness. We can only tolerate one shopper in this family.
Whenever I offer to buy him some new clothes he vehemently says he doesn't want any new clothes. I decided to get him a new sweater anyway.
I went on a search for a bright red sweater. Viola! I found one, on sale yet, and Land's End.
Yesterday United Parcel delivered Bill's sweater after I went to work. Bill doesn't open any packages delivered in the mail. I open the Land's End box when I got home from work at the hotel last night. I laid the sweater out on Bill's Archie Bunker chair in the sunroom, where he spends most of his time. Bill gets up before I do in the morning. When I got up Bill was wearing his proudly wearing his new bright red sweater. As I left for my morning walk, I took a photo of him with his new sweater. Looks good doesn't he?
