I bought a pair of shoes several years ago. Not a real shoe, and not a sneaker. It's somewhere in the middle. I guess you would call it a "walking shoe." Comfortable is an understatement, and by the way, it looks nothing like today's graphic.
Unfortunately, the stitching on one shoe came loose because of repeated wear, and I put them aside. While I was straightening up the other day, I looked at those walking shoes and said "I really should have them fixed."
It was off to a repair shop the next town over. The owner, who I've dealt with many times before, said it was doable. Just come back in a couple of days.
Even though it was a short amount of time in the shop, it seemed like weeks. After all, I was getting a favorite pair of shoes back. They were ready when promised, and I couldn't wait to go out the next day and wear them.
Yes, they were as comfortable as I remember. Walking was a wonderful experience and my feet didn't feel horrible at the end of a long work day.
It doesn't take much to make the old man happy.
