Shoes of the Ages

My sock drawer is a study in archaeology. I buy new socks, but I never throw any out, so there are layers of time dating back several years. Way in the back you'll find the argyle phase, then the black shorties for working out, several Merino wool bike socks which proved too hot to wear, and lots of short socks that look like I'm wearing no socks at all--my magic-trick socks. The bottom of my closet piled with shoes is similar. I never want to throw away worn out running shoes or old skate shoes I never use anymore. After all, what if I have to tar a driveway or need a pair of skate shoes for a wake skate session with a friend? That I don't own a driveway or a wakeboarding boat does not enter into my logic.

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