I have third-degree flat feet. Absolutely no arch. I almost couldn’t get into the Marines, but with the war on and the number of enlistees down, not to mention my Dad speaking with the recruiter, even though he was Army, they took me.
Ever since I have been discharged, I have worn orthotics inside my shoes. My one Aunt, when she was alive, would make fun of me because of the number of pair of shoes that I had. My wife had more, but she would tell me that women are supposed to have more.
One question that I always wondered about is why must women buy a new pocketbook whenever they buy a new pair of dress shoes? I mean, isn’t there a time when enough is enough? Then, every few years, my wife will donate some of her pocketbooks to the church’s rummage sale.