• Oldflyer

    He is one of a kind.  Love the old guy.
    Sometime around the time I reached 70, I fell in love with argyle socks and wear them almost exclusively when I wear long pants–and socks.   Since moving to California I try not to wear socks too often, sticking to my orthotic flip-flops.  Drives my wife crazy.


    In his book, Life With Father, Clarence Day wrote about his father, Clarence Day Sr.’s love of colorful socks. His daughter in law refered to them as his ” secret pleasures”.

  • JKB

    Those socks really stick out. In more ways than one.
    Looking back at Book’s earlier post about the Greatest Generation, who are we to complain, he earned his right to do his own thing.  So if he’s finally got around to it, well…

  • KellyM

    I giggled when I saw the clip of George H.W. Bush wearing hot pink socks with his dark suit to George W.’s library opening festivities. Although he’s identified as being from Texas, his roots are classic New England. His decision to go with hot pink didn’t surprise me. Betcha he’s got a pair of navy blue khakis with whales embroidered on them stashed in the closet.
    (I had a high school English teacher who had a thing for loud socks, too. Of course that was back in the early eighties.) 

  • bizcor

    When I was in the Navy I served aboard a nuclear sub. When we went to sea for extended periods we wore a synthetic one piece cover all. Because I am thin and tall the legs of my suits were always “high water” . I tried, to no avail, to get suits that had a longer leg. Thus, I rebelled and instead of wearing the “approved” all white or black socks I word brightly colored socks. They were bright green, yellow, red, gold, you name it. Hence, when I would start down a ladder the crew knew immediately it was me and it would be said, “Here comes Sox”. The nickname stuck with me my entire naval career.