Containing Multitudes Since 2004
Time for me to ease up on the hallucinogenics for a while. Gibbie looks like he levitating in this picture.
What was it about Nehru jackets in '68? The jacket may explain why Gibson lost to Lolich in Game 7 in that year's Fall Classic. All I know for sure is that Mom dressed the 4-year-old-me up in a blue Nehru with a matching pair of shorts for my cousin's Bar Mitzvah and I still haven't forgiven her. And yes, my cousin kept a picture for extortion purposes even though I didn't look as cool as Gibson (Bob or Henry).
How about Hoot Gibson?
Fred, at least yours was blue. 10-years-old in '68, mom thought I'd look rather groovy in a bright emerald green Nehru with gilded collar and cuffs. Sort of like a psychedelic leprechaun.If I dig deep enough, I know there's a photo of me in that thing somewhere...
Brother shows up in gold paisley-patterned Nehru at party - WTF? Source of endless amusement for years, tho.
That's Grand Central Terminal on Vanderbilt.
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