By Tiffney Stringer, Beaver Springs, Pa posted April 23rd, 2009
I have a pair of no name cowboy boots that I wear for everything I do out side. I have owned these boots since I was 19 years old. They may not be the best lookin boots but they sure make my feet feel like they are at home.
When I was 22 years old I had a old car that was the same as my boots old looking but got the job done. I was driving home from helping a friend unload hay in her barn one night, 10 o’clock, when my car decided to take a fit and left me sit. I had to walk home which was about 6 miles. Those old boots didn’t seem to mind my feet felt like they were already home.
When I was 25 years old I was trail riding with friends and my horse got spoked rared up and threw me off. I wasn’t hurt but my pride was. My horse took off running all the way back to the barn leaving me to walk back about 2 miles. My same old comfortable boots took me all the way.
When I was 34 years old I was almost bit by a water snake the only thing that stopped the bite was my boots were high enough that when the snake struck to bite the boot got the teeth and not my skin, needless to say I wear high boots out on the trail. These boots have been threw the mill and back and it is time to retire them.
I am 40 years old and I can’t seem to throw them away so I decided to make them into flower holders that sit on my deck. they have served me well and I think they deserve a home for life with out a sole on the one, well it is there but it is paper thin. The sole is in need to be retired but can still tell a great story.
