Clothes make the man('s name)

Just pronounce it "Gary"

ou​Have you known one of those people?

You know, when you were in school, they were the ones who always listened,  took notes in class, raised their hands, and ALWAYS had the correct answer.

Have you ever known one of those in adult-form?

I have, and do.

Name?

Gerry.

He still pays attention to details, and always has the correct answer when I ask him a truly inane question.

Over Thanksgiving, he made a lemon meringue pie for the first time. It was perfection.

Over the last couple of weeks, he has built and launched our Website. Yes, I have a hand on it, but all the heavy-lifting is on his capable shoulders.

He wears many hats, and they (pretty much) hang properly on his head.

But, until Sabrina, a dear friend, slapped a photo into my email inbox, I had no idea (I'm late to the party, again) that we could all be wearing his name in the form of cozy athletic wear.

I did a little digging and discovered that this cold-weather garb has, sort of, been around for ages. It has been up and down and all-around, but you can visit a Gerry showroom in New York if you happen to be in the Empire State. You can buy the stuff at Amazon, Dillard's, and Macy's, if you live where you need to be warm.

All this Gerry jazz is just lovely, but there is a tiny rub.

The Gerry that hangs with the Cavi and I, pronounces his name "Gary."

We live in a warm weather state, but I may just have to order him something from the Gerry line for Christmas anyway.

Gotta jump on the Internet and begin my search for something fabulous named, Pamela, Pam, Pammie, Pammy...I never took notes in class, so I'm really not that picky about this.

--Pam

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