My older brother, Kirby, who has been gone since I was a puppy, was the first of Wen’s Scotties who modeled outfits like a pro. Wen could dress him up in clothing and wigs, and Kirby would pose as if he was a professional model. He was actually featured on the cover of a calendar wearing his tuxedo and sitting at our baby grand piano.
One year for the Scottie club annual Halloween event, Wen decided that Kirby should go as Elvis and she bedazzled a shirt for him, bought him a pair of Elvis glasses, and attached fuzzy sideburns to the glasses.
Kirby wore his Elvis costume well and it’s still hanging next to his tuxedo in our bedroom closet, even though it’s been many years since our Elvis has left the building. Some things have such special memories that you hold onto them forever.
