Another “Little Thing”

I have been sitting on a pair of really nice Lucchese boots (please pronounce the name correctly in the space between your ears, mmmK? TY.) for several years, now. They were my dad’s “cowboy” boots, and they fit me like a glove. He didn’t wear them much in the last couple of years of treading this terrestrial ball, and toward the latter part of his life not at all (edema). So, since they fit me well, why do I not wear them? Holes in the soles, and difficulty finding a good shoe/boot repair place near America’s Third World County™. Oh, I keep ’em “mink oiled” so the leather doesn’t dry out, but I’d really like to find a decent shoe/boot repair place. . .