Baby Has A New Pair Of Shoes

Blog 1207 – 12-16-2018

Baby Has A New Pair Of Shoes

Dice rollers used to say lots of cute and funny things aimed at soliciting a good roll from Lady Luck. One that I recall from my childhood is, “Baby needs a new pair of shoes.” My truck has been needing a new pair of shoes for several weeks and yesterday I took her to the “shoe store”, Discount Tire, in Cheyenne, Wyoming and had four new tires installed with an aggressive tread for the Wyoming and northeastern Colorado winter. I feel a lot more comfortable venturing out with my Baby today. I am even contemplating a little road trip during the four and a half days that I will have off work for Christmas.

I love the movie Wind River and may just point my beautiful girl with new shoes toward the Wind River Reservation where Eastern Shoshone and Northern Arapaho Native American tribes currently live, around Riverton, Wyoming. Next Saturday afternoon maybe she and I will see what we can see along the way and maybe stop at the Wind River Hotel and Casino, buy a souvenir or two, and spend a night or two in the casino hotel or one nearby.

But all this is a real possibility because my Baby has new shoes. As a poor boy growing up in Chattanooga, Tennessee, in the nineteen fifties and sixties, my family rarely took a road trip longer that across town to visit aunts, uncles, and cousins. New shoes for my brother and I occasionally even spaced as far apart as possible trumped new shoes for our long line of well used and not gently family cars, cars not considered very trustworthy for out of town driving.

I am grateful for all the sacrifices that my parent’s made and for those they did not for us boys. My brother and I turned out alright and have seen much more of this great big wonderful world than either of our parents did. But then that is the wish of all parents, I mean besides making sure that their babies have new shoes, that their children enjoy a larger life than their own and use those shoes, trains, planes, and automobiles to see as much of this big beautiful blue ball as possible in their lifetime.

Do yourself a favor this Christmas, don’t forget to get your baby a new pair of shoes. If your baby is named Dorothy or Dolly, those shoes had better be red.

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David White

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