They had all kinds useful pockets, reinforced knees, heavy duty shoulder straps. I wore those overalls to several nasty, disgusting, wet and dangerous jobs. I soaked them in various kinds of lubricants, solvents and soaps. I rode a bicycle in them on a daily basis. When I first purchased them, I was working for Jack Hilliard, a Budweiser distributor, as a maid.

I wore them to sleep on very cold nights, I wore them to church sometimes, as they were the most elegant thing I owned. They felt like armor, particularly during the first couple years, as they were thick, heavy and very stiff. Eventually I wore them in or my body got used to them. About the time I truly felt comfortable wearing them, someone stole them off the clothes line in the back yard. A true sign of desirablity.

I never replaced them.