Well their time has come. My favorite pair of shoes have went from cradle to grave. These babies have about a zillion miles on them and although they are nearly shot they are still the most comfortable shoes in my closet.
This is just another of my many “Lucks” that I have had over the years. Every 5 years or so I start getting nagged by Linda that she won’t go out with me if I insist on wearing those “wore-out pieces of leather”. I had always talked of somehow putting a piece of car tire on the bottom like a re-cap to get a bit more life out of them. I think I may get them bronzed or something and hang them on my car mirror. Fair-Well, your Watch has been Relieved.
Well today Linda must have had enough. I got a email from her telling me she found a long lost “Child of Lucks” just sitting at a Thrift Store waiting to be adopted. This pair of youngsters will like all the others, never be untied and will always just be slipped on. I’ll crush the heel until it knows to get out of the way because my foot it coming in.