I always wanted a pair of cowboy boots....this was well known by every member in my family. My best friend moved in with us when I was 7 and that very christmas there was a boot sized box under the tree. It was unmistakable... On Christmas morning my dad handed the box to my friend. and inside..were the most gorgeous pair of burgandy stitched boots ever. But he gave them to her. My mom blew a gasket! and i didn't speak to my dad for ages. I'm in my 40's now and that stupid memory still stings.