Happy Father’s Day to my Daddy. Here’s a story about his stinky old boots. Click on the toe if you’d like to go there!
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For me, it’s gasoline and wood chips. Dad wore a light blue football shirt when he wielded his chainsaw for firewood. That smell never washed out.
What a sweet memory!
Just one of many.