I cleaned out Dad’s closet yesterday.
There were two things I couldn’t box up: his work shirts and his two pairs of Red Wing boots.
He couldn’t remember birthdays or anniversaries, but he remembered the date on which he’d bought his first pair.
I remember it too—April 16, the day after Tax Day.
What does a child do with her dad’s favorite boots?
I think I will make a planter
out of them or use them to store
You can’t throw away a man’s favorite boots.
You’ve got to keep them and pass them down.