These Old Boots


I picked up new boots in Maine in ‘76

Clean leather and heavy braided laces

And we trudged all over New England and

traipsed her wilderness and her rocky coast.

Through mighty pine forests

and through trickling streams and to

wondrous waterfalls.

Then we moved back to Delaware and we

made our way along the beaches and boardwalks.

Tromped in old family coal mines and anthracite tunnels.

We labored on an immense horse farm in Pennsylvania,

through dung and fields avoiding pitchforks and clomping hooves.

Trekked through the southwest desert,

rock climbing through the grandest canyons.

When came the flood in North Dakota,

I said, “Save those boots!”

Since, they have hung around

while we walked through more snow and sleet and ice than I ever could have imagined.

And they accompany me on

visits to my grandchildren.

Now, these boots are scraped and cracked

and are losing their tread.

But these old boots have been places.

*   *   *

And they are gonna take me through the March For Our Lives

event on Saturday, March 24, come snow or high water.  


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8 responses to “These Old Boots

  1. I have a pair of old boots I bought before I moved here to the Cove. Those boots have taken me all over this cove and into the woods – when they were newer, I’d wear them on errands and such if I were in the mood to do so. Now, they are so ratty they stay by my door so I can quickly slip them on to check the mail or take a quick cove walk.

    Love this post!

  2. Paul

    Yes. A good pair of shitkickers is (are?) hard to give up.

  3. NEVER get rid of these old boots. I think they look immensely attractive and show how amazing you are, my friend. These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what you’ll keep on doing…. xo

  4. Love that story. I have dance shoes that are extremely hard to give up. So many glamorous memories, and oh, the bling!

  5. I love this perspective on an old pair of boots, Karen. It’s a powerful reminder to resist the trend towards consumerism and planned obsolescence. And we can take a tip about how to frame the way we look at all kinds of things — people and situations as well as objects. Goodness knows, when I get old and useless, I hope my loved ones will look at me and say, “That old bird has BEEN places!”

    And congratulations on putting them to use yet again in the March for our Lives!

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