Standing next to me at the helm of the warming table is Mr. Broadley. The name commands a presence; the beard commands attention. Keith Broadley started with Barbour more than 20 years ago working a table just like the one we’re looking at. Better known as the waxing station, it is here where the process begins, to take soiled, beaten Barbour coats and give them a fighting chance at another season of life.
We’re in Milford, New Hampshire at the U.S. headquarters for the legendary J Barbour & Sons. As we wait for the wax to melt, and the table to warm up, Keith opens up about Barbour’s past. He speaks in a way I’d assume Hemingway would: grizzled but comforting, always sincere, and with an underlying passion for what goes on here.
Full story in Issue Fourteen of Iron & Air Magazine. Available here: bit.ly/1iFUk4a
