I am not sure why I started wearing a fedora again — might be a reaction to the doughnut hole bald spot on the back of my head; might be a flashback to my youth:

I digress. The jumping stag pin was found in my mother’s jewelry box as I was cleaning out the house before selling it. I remember it as a child in my mother’s things, but never remember her wearing it. I can only assume it dates back to the 1940s, at the latest. I was surprised to find out it was Sterling Silver — marked on the back. Anyway, I have it and whenever I wear the hat, I think of Mom.