Today’s story submission: Danny’s Underwear Story
Growing up in the 1970s, I wore plain white briefs for underwear, as did all boys back then, because that’s all there was. I enjoyed going around the house in just my underwear and a shirt all day long, even in the wintertime since the house was kept plenty warm. I did lots of things to explore these youthful interests. For example, at school I would walk around the playground and look for other boys whose underwear was showing above their pants. I noted the waistband stripe style and I could usually identify the brand, too.
I had lots of underwear. My mom was always buying it whenever we went to K-Mart or Sears, or other such stores. I had about eight different waistband styles at any given time. I had lots of Fruit of the Loom (two thin blue stripes), some Hanes (black-red-black), and my favorite, K-Mart’s house brand. These had a wide, strong waistband with a single bold red stripe (I may have had some with a black stripe, too). The fabric on these was softer and thicker, and they came up higher on my body. Some of them had two layers in the seat, while others were single-ply.