Yesterday morning at the coffee shop, after the "how much rain did we get" report was over, Clyde asked about where a guy could get a pair of boots fixed.
"This is the most comfortable pair of dress boots I ever had" he continued. "But the sole is getting a hole in it. Does anyone around still half sole boots?"
From around the table came suggestions where guys had had boots fixed; Wichita, Ponca City, Bartlesville, Amarillo. With each suggestion came the consumer report for that place of business and the price last paid.
"Well there's a guy down at Niotaze that does a good job. He done these." Clem offered as he raised his foot to the edge of the table for everyone's nod of approval, "and he only charged twenty bucks!" which brought more nods of approval.
"The wife wants me to throw them away" Clyde continued. "But dang it's hard to find comfortable boots anymore. Everything I try on hurts my feet. She says maybe I should just get me a pair of loafers to wear for dress. I'd feel plum naked though without boots on."
All nodded their agreement except for one.
"I did break down and buy me a pair of tennis shoes the other day," Chester offered sheepishly.
"Tennis shoes?" asked Clyde needing clarification he had heard correctly.
"Yeah!" exclaimed Chester in defense. "I got tired of my feet hurting" he said hoping to rectify his reasoning.
Clyde was just looking at his friend with one eyebrow raised, the other sort of squinting. "What brand did you get?"
"Well," Chester continued. "I just stopped at Wal-Mart and got me a cheap pair."
"Not a pair of them gray ones that all the old men wear around town?" Clyde asked, still disbelieving his life long cowboy friend. "With the Velcro straps?"
"Yep" Chester said putting his foot up on the table. "Really, sort of comfortable. The only thing wrong is trying to keep a set of spurs on them".
"Goodness!" Clyde snorted in disbelief. "At least you ain't got none of them bermuda shorts."
"Uh ....." Chester stammered, "bought a pair of those too."