I, too, have 'special feet'..so special that I've had several podiatrists look at them and say, beats the hell out of me.
But now I go to a wonderful orthotist in Lacey, Sound Prosthetics and Orthotics. I don't mean to take anything from this Lacey Shoe, and I may start taking my worn boots and shoes there for repair.
Orthotics saved my feet.
Cobblers-for that is what Paul and Peggy are-are few and far between these days. I wish them a long and prosperous career.
Growing up with 'special feet' was a trial.
I couldn't wear the Cool shoes...at that time, it was Keds and PF Flyers ("run faster, jump higher").
Peer pressure being what it is, I was taunted mercilessly by my schoolmates because I was wearing the Ugliest Shoes On Earth. They were olive drab. The laces were about six inches long, max, so you couldn't cinch them up. They pinched in some spots and were sloppy in others, because one of my feet was (and still is a) a size larger than the other. So I have to buy two pairs these days, one to fit the right and one to fit the left. The Ugliest Shoes never fit well, but it was the only shoe made for children, and they weren't cheap.
The box they came in looked better than the actual shoe.
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