They say when you are old enough you might try to walk in your Dads shoes. Try as I might, I will never be able to walk in my Dad's size 14 shoes…

I have just reached the age of 50 and My feet just won't grow any further... they will probably stay at #10/2 C…

My Dad stood about 6/2 and about 185 pounds in his prime...We moved into the City from the farm, and He walked everywhere. He walked to work every day about 3 miles. He worked at the hospital. At the Hospital He delivered meals to patients, kitchen work and janitorial work.. He also mowed lawns in our neighborhood for extra cash.

In those days it was difficult to find size 14 shoes, so He knew it was prudent to have his shoes repaired. His work was hard on his shoes. Many times the soles would come loose at the toes and also the stitching at the counters and tongue areas. That's not counting numerous pairs of heels he went through.

He faithfully cleaned, and polished, and oiled them 2-3 times each week Sometimes when the soles got thin he would cut up pieces of cereal boxes for insoles to keep his feet dry until he could afford to have his soles replaced.

Now you know why we had to visit the shoemaker quite often. I grew up seeing first hand the value of going to our local shoe repair shop.

 

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