1 hour ago · Life · 0 comments

Back in the day, Dad was given a red nylon windbreaker from Ciba-Geigy in his early sales career. It was a very mid- 60’s design: a square band collar work jacket with two pockets. It had design elements that I came to love when I found it in the closet behind his other stuff: a black and white vertical racing stripe on the right breast with a Ciba-Geigy patch on the left. I think that early nylon must have shrunk over time, because it was marked as a medium but was definitely a small, and it fit me perfectly. When I found it, there was no way it would ever have fit on Dad, so I asked him for it. I had it for several years after college and took very good care of it. One night I wore it to a party, and it got pinched when I wasn’t looking. Heartbroken, I’ve looked for a replacement ever since. Facebook is definitely reading my mind, because this amazing vintage Gulf jacket showed up in my feed yesterday for the eye-watering price of $175, size small. If I was stupidly rich, I’d have…

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