I LIKE POCKET WATCHES

My Granpa "Ernest Sr." liked pocket watches, and I have developed a fondness for the Watch with a fob. I bought one years ago with an eagle on it, then a baseball scene, later Mike got me a silver one, I am not sure if I have one with a train on it. Of course my favorite one is the one at right. I don't carry it but I think its cool. Way cool. I also don't particularly like stuff on my wrist. Since I was a kid I always had what my dad called thick wrists. He thought they were good for hitting a baseball ( which was true), but I thought they were good for something else, eh like um holding onto a cane. Won't I look stylish with my cane, my pocketwatch, and one of my 200 hats. Kinda puttin on the ritz, cracker maybe. By the bye you never have enough watches or underwear. I just finished a book by Clive Cussler named The Chase, which is a murder mystery set in 1906. Can't help loving historical fiction. Now back to Herman Goering. I don't know I just like reacing in my pocket and grabbing my watch!