I brought a bagful of hats I’ve been collecting to the Danforth to cheer up the Mansion Refugees with a hat party. I showed everyone the hats and we matched them up with people and tried them on. I call this hat the “Shaman Hat,” it was my hat for awhile, it had a kind of shaman look with the loose threads on top.

I have not been wearing it much – I guess I am awfully conservative about what I wear – and I thought it would look much better on Tia. It did, and she loved it, and the party was for the aides also, and we all agreed she should have it.

I was surprised at how much fun the hat party was, everybody had strong ideas about who should wear what, and we were all laughing at the sight of Art in his Cambodian cap smiling.