- [ ] At services Friday one of the thoughts that our Rabbi shared was a reading about wearing prayers like you wear shoes. Prayers and shoes can walk you through life. I liked that thought. Then at dinner, I tried, unsuccessfully to get people to tell
their favorite shoe story. We got interested in one table mates story about her horses shoes. That led to a lot of other conversations , so we never got back to shoes. But I was still thinking of my shoe stories. Back when I was in high school, I attend a
lot of formal dances. I always had my shoes dyed to match my dress. The shoe store did it for you. I bet that doesn't happen any more. Then I thought of my Mother who always wore heels. Even her slippers had heels. She was the only woman I knew who could still
run for a street car in heels later in her life. My sister, had the narrowest foot in the world. No shoes off the rack for her. I , on the other hand , had a cheap foot. Walk into a shoe store ask for a 5 1/2 medium and walk out with a pair of shoes. However,
over the years of running, my foot stretched and now I wear anywhere from a 6 1/2 to a 7. Still cheap though.