Dad in the backyard, Ephrata, circa 1988
This was certainly not the only time he barbecued in a tie and dress slacks. Even in casual settings, Dad often wore a tie.
Some were gifts from family and friends, but most he purchased himself.
He would go shopping for work clothes every two years. He went alone and returned with a wardrobe to last until the next shopping excursion.
When I was in high school, and Jenn & I were wont to model every new outfit we acquired, he came home from shopping, ran upstairs with bags full of booty, spread his purchases out on the bed in neat arrangements of outfits, then invited Mom, Jenn & I upstairs for a special showing.
Among the shirts, suits and socks were three new ties.