An old cowboy, who was a friend of my dad, gave me these spurs, along with a tooled leather belt, and a bit and bridle, when I was ten years old. Although I never used the spurs, I always loved them for their “blue” steel patina and fine engraving. Even in this state they bring back wonderful memories of my carefree childhood, the freedom we had, and the interesting people we knew.

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