The rain is finally cleared over the brick alley of Pittsburgh, giving weights to the heavy, human heat of an August afternoon in 1938.S standing on the corner of fourth and wood, Leo adjusted the brim of his favorite cap. Times were tough., but a man still had his pride, and Leo’s pride was his Goorin Bros. Hat- bought with his wages from the local press. Unlike heavy wool woolens the older men wore, Leo’s cap was crafted from a crisp, breathable cream Lennon that kept him cool under the scorching sun. But it’s very true secretly hidden inside.. every time Leo took it off to wipe his brow, the brilliant, Fire engine, red satin lining caught the light. To the folks on the street., it was just a Sharp had. To Leo, that flash of Crimson silk was his lucky charm. That evening, Leo was called into the editor and chief’s office a smoke filled room or promotions were rare and layoffs were frequent. Heart pounding., Leo pulled off his cap and held it respectfully in his hands., the vibrant red lining faced up. The old editor glanced down at the cap, then up at Leo with a rare smile. “ a man who takes that much care of his hat, takes care of his business.,” the editor barked. “ you’re off the street corner, kid. You’re a reporter now.” Leo smiled., gripping the linen tight, knowing his lucky red Lennon had done it again. Brand : Goorin Bros Material: 100% Linen/Satin Lining Size: X-Large Condition: Excellent vintage condition with beautiful structural integrity zoom in…