When did your interest in / love of coats and jackets start ? I would love to hear any jacket related memories you have. Growing up in the Valley of northern California it rarely drops below 40° so I never had to waddle out of the house like ralphies little brother, but I've always been skinny and jackets are my best friend in the colder months. I have just always loved a good jacket. I can actually remember most of the coats or jackets I had as a kid, not counting the sweatshirts or hoodies I had here and there. Surprisingly I still have the first coat I can ever remember it is a 49ers coat my maternal grandmother bought me. I must've been around 3 years old. Then I had a pleather cross zip biker jacket she bought me along with a kids Harley for Christmas one year. Another family member got me a cool pair of sunglasses to go with it too. I thought I was so cool in the biker get up riding around on my very own motorcycle. Next was a flannel lined wrangler jacket with a corduroy collar I had when I was 5-6 years old. Then came an old wool plaid button up from age 8-9 or so , I believe it came from my paternal grandmother and originally belonged to my dad when he was that age. From I was 10 my sister was working at some cloths store and used her employee discount to get me this really nice jacket for Christmas. It was a thick khaki button up with a zip out hoodie, I'm guessing some kind of denim canvas or duck. I just remember it being pretty stiff when I first got it. I quite liked it but grew out of it pretty quickly. Then there was one of my all time favorite jackets from age 11-13. It was a blue plaid wool zip up with a quilted lining and thick cotton hood. Luckily my dad bought that one a little big so I had it for quite a while. I remember one time me and my friends were goofing off after school and it was getting warm so I took my jacket off and layed it on the curb ( I didn't take good care of it). At some point this old timer walked up and asked me " is that your dog that got ran over " I didn't know what he was talking about until he pointed. I told him it was just my jacket laying there and he had a good laugh. Finally at age 13 when I finally grew out of my favorite jacket my dad gave me his first M65. I thought that was the coolest jacket ever and it was one of my most prized possessions at that time, it was too big but I didn't care. The stow away hood, the pockets, the fold out hand flaps, everything about it I just loved. I mostly wore it as a rain jacket or when it wasn't as cold though because he didn't get a lining issued with it. I still have and love that m65 and love it, but sadly it needs some repair. Most of the velcro tabs are missing and I'd love to find someone who can repair it if anyone knows someone please let me know.