{"id":259627763,"date":"2009-11-27T05:00:00","date_gmt":"2009-11-27T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sammydvintage.com\/post\/259627763"},"modified":"2020-01-08T12:44:34","modified_gmt":"2020-01-08T18:44:34","slug":"mens-vintage-cowboy-boots","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sammydvintage.com\/vintage-style\/mens-vintage-cowboy-boots\/","title":{"rendered":"Vintage Cowboy Boots: How to Wear Vintage Shoes for Men"},"content":{"rendered":"

My Dad was sort of a free-spirit\/individual\/hippie\/forward-thinker for his day.<\/p>\n

The man came from a blue-blood family following the standard American traditions so characteristic of the 50s and 60s: family cars, family meals, weekly family church visits, a family dog, a family business, and a family um, everything.<\/p>\n

My father, now 58 years old, grew up in the middle of what was the dawn of the family-oriented suburban lifestyle. Not that generations before didn\u2019t care about family. But post World War II, family was a marketable commodity. Housewives were sold everything from cleaning supplies to food, shelter, transportation, clothing, etc. to help raise and support \u201cthe family.\u201d<\/p>\n

Health insurance was for \u201cthe family.\u201d<\/p>\n

Fathers went to work to help bring the bacon home to \u201cthe family.\u201d<\/p>\n

What I\u2019m trying to say is, the country ran on family values and a family-security-rules-all-priority.<\/p>\n

There wasn\u2019t a lot of room for individuality.<\/p>\n

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But then there was my father.<\/p>\n

The \u201cfirst\u201d wear bell bottoms in Lancaster [or so he says].<\/p>\n

The \u201cfirst\u201d to befriend a Jewish boy in the neighborhood and persuade the local YMCA to let him swim on the team [true story].<\/p>\n

The \u201cfirst\u201d to see Jimi Hendrix perform live at the Electric Factory in Philadelphia, PA.<\/p>\n

And what defined his suburban rebellion the most, the \u201cfirst\u201d to go away to college nearly 3,000 miles away at University of Arizona in Phoenix [he also applied to Duke, University of Puerto Rico & University of Hawaii, true stories].<\/p>\n

My Dad was a man of his own ways. He still is, and I freakin\u2019 love him for it.<\/p>\n

So, when my Dad handed me a Thanksgiving gift – his late 60s\/early 70s cowboy boots [see pics below], I wasn\u2019t surprised to hear that this hippie\/free spirit\/outspoken-individual-of-his-time stole them from the set of a Western flick he worked on as an extra during college [I swear to you, also a true story].<\/p>\n

The boots are a men\u2019s size 10, women\u2019s size 8.5. That means my women\u2019s size 10 feet can\u2019t fit into them. Boo. But not boo for the customers of SDV.<\/p>\n

What it does mean: Sammy Davis Vintage has another piece to her collection that tells a story, maintains a style, and fulfills the pursuit of individuality through vintage fashion.<\/p>\n

Dad, thanks for your genes. If it weren\u2019t for you, I wouldn\u2019t be the pioneer I am today.<\/p>\n

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There they are!<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

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Label says \u201cCrown boot company.\u201d The other side of the boot says \u201cRD.\u201d No idea what that means.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

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Google results for \u201cCrown Boot Company\u201d couldn\u2019t isolate a history for me.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

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More than 50 years old, and look at the sole of these boots. Nearly mint condition.
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