When I was a kid, my mother kept a pair of red shoes under her bed. That must have been the place where women of her era lined up their footwear. The shoes didn't fit her anymore, not after having three babies, so I admired them and wore them during that brief period when I could squeeze my rapidly growing feet into them. I'm sure my two younger sisters did the same.
I thought about those pumps when I heard Dolly Parton's song, "Red Shoes." My mother's shoes didn't have the same confidence building effect as the shoes in the song, but it was still nice to wear them.
Enjoy the music.
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