We're not half way through winter and we’ve already had three snows, one of which was on Christmas Day. Every time it snows, I dig out my trusty, old boots. They’re like a faithful old friend, always there to keep my feet warm and dry. They have great heart and soul…well actually great soles. I never slip or slide, and they keep me going through sleet, snow and freezing rain...no, that's the mailman. At any rate, they've seen me through long walks in the woods, up and down icy steps, and hours of sledding and snowman building.
So what sparked a post about my snow boots, you ask? It's like this. I have had these boots for well over 30 years, (I probably got them in high school), and I mentioned them in a comment to my friend
Cardiogirl,
who's new boots have been possessed by the dreaded sock-twisting monster. (
She has since professed her love for her new boots despite the twisted lump of sock beneath her left foot. )
She was amazed that I’d had the same pair of boots for that long, and wanted to see a picture and hear more about this phenomenon of 30-plus year old boots. To start with, they are not fancy, slick or shiny.
They are brown suede with a furry/fuzzy lining. They lace up the front which makes them much easier to get on over your jeans, and at just under 12 inches, they have plowed through snow deeper than they are tall. Yes...even in the South! I absolutely adore my boots, and may have them another 30 years.
The label shows they came from JC Penney, and I guess I paid around $10 for them – a good price even then. They also have the distinction of being made in the U.S.A. Sadly, not something you see so much today.
