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Finding comfort in a “small world”

Mon, 04/18/2016 - 11:07 am

By BETH BEGGS

My feet are ample.  That’s a nice way to put it.  They are a sturdy base, a firm under-stand-ing, an anchor in the storm, and a won-derment to behold.  Of course, I haven’t always felt this way.  I didn’t like my feet as a girl.  By the time I was eleven, I’d outgrown mother’s shoes, could easily fit in my dad’s, and was destined to never find a man because my grandmother, who wore a size five, said that the first thing my grandfather noticed about her was her dainty little feet.

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