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As a kid, I recall my grandfather always telling me the story about his first really good pair of boots. They were Justin Boots - not just any pair of boots, mind you. Without fail, if anyone so much as mentioned the topic boots, or even footwear, my granddad would be quick to rattle off how he managed to snag a pair of slightly used Justins for under ten dollars. I can scarcely think of a man who loved a pair of boots more.

When I was a little older, and having heard my grandfather’s story more times than I can remember, he took me into town and bought me a pair of my own. A number of years later, my father did the same for my son. Looking into the future, I can’t wait till I get the chance to do the same with my grandson.