When I was 12, my folks sent me to Lubbock, Texas, for a month to visit with my Uncle and Aunt, Charles A. Guy and Grace. That was a magnificent trip and I remained close to my Uncle until his death at 95. He was an excellent writer, owner of two newspapers and publisher of one. And decades later, I still miss that gentleman.
I came home from that trip with a black Stetson and black Tony Llamas boots, and still wear the same today, for my own pleasure. There are still parts of my writing that honor Uncle Charlie. And so does my screen name. After Texas Tech awarded him an honorary doctorate, he took to signing his very amusing letters as, "The (More er Less) Honorable Chas. A. Guy."
Plus, in Western Carolina, it is not considered excessively odd for anyone to wear a Stetson, though baseball caps advertising farm implements are far more common. Does that satisfy your curiosity?
Cordially,
John / Billybob