These Old Boots:
A Personification of Life and Literature
A Personification of Life and Literature
“Antique,” “vintage,” or “retro,” typically describes older furniture, cars, or equipment; but between the learning years of college and midlife, my “old” Red Wing® boots became personal relics—walking me through life. Since 1983, in Austin, Texas, they’ve watched three very active decades fly by; taking a lot of abuse along the way.
These boots cut down Cedar trees in the Hill Country and climbed the steps of higher learning at UT’s Old Main. Leo Schuster had a pair once, just like these. These tough old partners trudged to courthouses and jails all over North Texas, and they’ve had all sorts of spirits spilled on them at Greenville Avenue, or near the Crescent, in Dallas, on McKinney. Robert "Gig'em" Doggett polished them up one time after he lost a bet on the UT/A&M game. These trail blazers searched the creek bottoms of the Trinity River with the best DA investigator I’ve ever seen, George Espinosa; and they’ve helped Bill Bratton defend a murder trial in Ellis County. Red Wing® boots supposedly never wear out; although they have been torn, scuffed, and bruised along this life's journey.
(in their younger days)
I'm thinking of my boots in a literary context: like some of the popular “Male Detective/Protagonists,” tromping through recent paperback mystery thrillers. They are strong, but weathered, strident yet, they’ve slipped a few times. In this way they are like Michael Connelly’s Harry Bosch. These boots are 100% American made in the early '80s. They hold justice dear, and have walked through the fire of conflict with a fierce determination to stay on the right path, even when bullets whizzed-by, too close. In this way they are like Stephen Hunter’s Bobby Lee Swagger.
They’ve been the shoes of a caring family man, walking through good & bad
decisions, unexpected change, moving & uprooting, including the deeply
troubled pursuit of truth in all of life’s mysteries. In this way they carry the same hidden nobility as Henning Mankell’s Inspector Wallander. Being over 30 years old, they’re boots
of a time traveler like Stephen King’s Jake Epping in 11/22/63; a guy who believed
Catcher in the Rye should be in
school libraries in 1962, and was brave enough to try to stop Lee Harvey Oswald.
John Grisham’s Jake Brigance practiced law in Ford County, Mississippi, an hour south of Memphis; surely, he
has a pair of Red Wings®. Wyoming game warden Joe Pickett, the character of C.J. Box, can destroy one pickup after another, but not his boots; they're forever.
Most of all they are Jack
Reacher’s boots; walking quietly in the shadows, performing like him with strength
and integrity, even when it would be easier just to walk away from a powerful but evil opponent. Quintessentially American, bigger than everyone else but
slow to use his insurmountable power; Reacher saddles up as a one-man posse, a
lone wolf drawing a hard-line against injustice of any kind.
Like Reacher, these boots have been cut,
stitched back up, rubbed raw and bloody; persistently standing against all odds. They are rugged, and comfortable carrying the load;
ready and able to help wrongdoers reap what they sow. Jack Reacher isn’t as
"flawed" as the protagonists mentioned above, maybe that's his appeal. Author Lee
Child’s 18 Reacher novels consistently show readers a suspenseful story line
with an ending as reliable as the hero: his opponents first ignore him, then
they mock his lonely walk through life, often laughing at Reacher as they
prepare to fight him greatly outnumbered; finally, they fall victim to his
fierce prowess as a lonely warrior. Jack Reacher always kicks-ass.
Photo from Flickr: ©Kati Giblin (for personal use in this post, I call it "Reacher's Shadow")
These Red Wings® traversed
Washington and Fort Bend County with Barrett Davis, and they’ve scaled the
bleachers of Texas Stadium with Brent Pogue at Leon Lett's ice bowl/fumble game of 1993. They saw the final SWC game at Kyle Field with Rob Holmes; and I’ve worn them with shorts while
dove hunting near Brady, Texas, with John Hamlin. On a balmy morning in 2013, they carefully stepped around some gooey, abandoned retention "pits" in Galveston County. These boots love RodeoHouston® every year; they go perfectly with my rancher granddaddy Hampton’s felt Resistol® (pictured below w/ his great-grandson). In the harsh winter of 2014, they took over 21,200 steps through midtown Manhattan, jumping around puddles
of gray, slushy snow, with real estate broker Alex Leopold. They go where they need to go and do what needs to be done, just like the boot and safety apparel company founded in 1905, in Minnesota.
The boots' layers of wax peel back like pages of my life story; it's best they can't talk. Looking worn out, much like their grateful owner; slipping them on is like catching-up with an old friend: mindful as you fall back into lock-step, commiserating on the past, hopeful about the future. When I think about being a faithful friend, father, brother, son, partner, employee, lawyer; whatever I'm tasked with on the day I pull-on these Red Wings® I try to focus on what is true, honorable, pure, lovely, just, commendable, strong, caring, and excellent—and just like these old boots, I start walking in the right direction...
The boots' layers of wax peel back like pages of my life story; it's best they can't talk. Looking worn out, much like their grateful owner; slipping them on is like catching-up with an old friend: mindful as you fall back into lock-step, commiserating on the past, hopeful about the future. When I think about being a faithful friend, father, brother, son, partner, employee, lawyer; whatever I'm tasked with on the day I pull-on these Red Wings® I try to focus on what is true, honorable, pure, lovely, just, commendable, strong, caring, and excellent—and just like these old boots, I start walking in the right direction...
©Mark H. Pillsbury
(3 of the pictures herein are shown by the “fair use” doctrine of using copyrighted material, not an infringement of copyright, but fair use according to 17 USC § 107)
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