Wear Where?
Off the Wall, June 18,
2015

Over the years, I’ve noticed one eye soar, at least in my opinion it is so. What used to be considered underwear is now outerwear. I have but one question to ask. If underwear is outerwear, why does one still call it underwear?

In the days of my youth, everything had to be ‘proper,’ as the saying went. When we dressed similarly to how we still do today, we made sure all was in place. There was no such thing as permitting one’s pants to slide down eight inches below the waist, undershorts or brief elastic showing or even exposed bra straps.

And what about the shirt and pants thing? Shame… “Look at you,” my mother would say. “You look indecent. Tuck your shirt into your pants. You can’t be seen on the street that way!” Interesting isn’t it? I don’t think that word exists anymore.

Is it the fact my Christian principles weigh heavily into this matter? That is certainly something to think about.

Being accepted by others whether young or old has always played into societal cultures. Lonely people needing friends may do anything just to be wanted.

Jason Huberdini, 15, Spokecane, Maine, was raised by his father after his mother died when he was three. She had a terrible bout with pimplitis that took her life.

Jason’s father, Frank, worked out during from 4 to 1 p.m. in a steel mill scrubbing out incinerators. It was a very tedious work and required much strength. When he got home, he plopped down on his bed, falling instantly to sleep. So, Jason pretty much had to fend for himself.

Not having a mother to bring him up, or a father to talk too much, he was pretty much on his own. In order to have some connection to people, he would have to pretty much carry on the best way he could.

Being in his early teens, he could not work yet because he wasn’t 16. So, he tried to hang with others his own age he met on the street, doing, talked and dressed as they did. If one of the others stole a jar of pickles from the nearby grocery store, Jason felt led to do so. If others swore and used profanity in every sentence spoken, so did he. And if the style was to wear no belt, let the pants slide down ten inches from the waist exposing his boxers, that’s just the way it had to be.

At least he felt accepted and that was his aspiration.

Vicki Samindiller, 17, Nomo, Illinois, wanted to fit in. She knew that just have straight black hair would not be accepted and that she had to add some kind of color to it. She felt it was a “have-to” decision. “If I do this,” she wondered, “maybe Bill will like me better.” So, she streaked her hair with purple and blonde colors. Instantly, he took a liking to her and the two became high school sweethearts.

Nick Falishno, 16, Smartguy, Arizona, had all his eggs in one basket, so to speak. He never worried about what others thought. He knew that being part of the in-crowd was important, however lowering himself to doing immodest tactics were not his forte.

Each day upon coming to school, students would call out, “Hey Nick, how ya doing?” His hair was always trimmed not too long nor not too short and combed neatly. If he wore long-sleeved shirts, Nick would fold the ends up once or twice for mere comfort and writing ease. His nicely ironed shirt was always tucked into his khaki pants which were always above his hips held in place by a brown belt with a small golden buckle.

As a witness to and for his creator, God, Nick felt that he must be an example for Him who not only placed him on this earth, but empowered him with infinite love for others that was surely detected by all who came into contact with him.

Of all three teens, Jason probably had it the hardest. Someone needed to introduce God to him. Maybe then, he’d consider spreading the Gospel to others.

Vickie, and others like her, have to realize exposing clothing, adorning oneself with tattoos and displaying flesh to gain friendship is the wrong approach.

Turn to Jesus Christ and know He will provide all the friends and security one needs. It’s not just a theory, but proven fact!


- Paul J. Volkmann
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