I got an e-mail from my dad yesterday asking me if I was wearing my boots or keeping them as samples. The boots fit great, I love ’em & I’m wearing ’em. I even had a heart-stopping run-in with a outa-control gas pump in Abilene. In my hurry to shut off the gas that was gushing down the side of my rental car, I wasn’t paying attention to my new boots!…got a big ol’ spot on ’em , right on top, right by the wrinkle. The spot went away, but it was good practice…I’m gonna bang up those box toes, it’s just a matter of time.
