TIE O’ THE DAY presents my fave picture of my bro, Rob, and me together. This was likely taken one Easter, near my grandparents’ fence. Dad’s bee warehouse is visible in the top corner of the photo. Neither of us is wearing anything close to any kind of tie, but Rob is wearing a bright reddish-orange turtleneck dickey. That qualifies as neckwear, I suppose. The inherent beauty of a dickey remains mysterious to me. Is it considered a piece of clothing? Or is it considered an accessory? I have no clue what message a dickey means to say either. Dickeys aren’t sexy or sophisticated or playful or intriguing. I think a dickey is simply “there.” But I have no earthly clue why they exist, or why anyone ever thought they needed to. A neck and chest warmer, perhaps? 🎂🍰🎈