When I was 13 or 14 my grandmother gave me a denim shirt for Christmas

It's hard to beat a nice heavy denim shirt. Wear it for a windbreaker, for grinding, cutting, burning and welding. Then when they get faded almost white, they are comfortable as anything.
Your Grandma knew what you needed.

I've got 1 that is my go-to, for the last 7 years or so, I wear it almost everyday.
The label says Canyon Guide Outfitters, made in Bangladesh. It's been top quality though.
Get you one of these and get somebody to put you a polar bear on the back.

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but denim springs to life

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Long story short I was my grandmother's first grandchild she could spoil and she did. I always got what I asked for so I tempered what I asked for so my sisters wouldn't resent it. Last big present was an ambassador casting rod combo with a boron rod (when that was the coolest thing). Loved that lady more than anything. She's been gone for 40 years and I'm tearing up typing this out now. Damn

My granny, who drank like a fish, bought me a spuds mackenzie sweatshirt, but had the Bud Light logo removed because she thought I was took young to promote beer.

I wore it to school and got teased because some kids thought it was a knock off version so I never wore it again.

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My grandmother used to give boxes that were like variety packs. Packs of gum, packs of pens, a lot of random stuff

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My MIL gives me and her other SIL a big bag of stuff she picks up all year long. It’s become a joke when kids are opening presents. But it’s all good quality stuff and I look forward to it every year.

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Last big present was an ambassador casting rod combo with a boron rod (

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Showing your age a little here. Grandmas are the greatest

Probably because she knew that a Polar Bear would kick the arse of any other species of bear. And they drink Coca Cola.

My mother hand made a western style denim shirt when I was 12. I wore it so much that wear spots and eventually holes appeared. I felt the love when I looked at it.

I have 50 cent piece that was my Memaw’s. I used to mess with it all the time as a kid. Before she passed she put it in an envelope with my name on it. I keep it on my shelf where I can see it everyday.