You do not want to walk a mile in my shoes. A few years back I saw Uncle Rick wearing a handsome pair of camp mocs. I said, "Hot damn. What a fine pair of camp mocs. Russells, right?" "Afraid not, dear nephew," said Rick. "Russell isn't what it used to be. These are L.L. … Continue reading Nothing Left To Believe In, Part 1: Russell Moccasin →