Actually I used to look forward to my visits to the shoe shop (Clark's, I
believe) and their X-ray machine. I used to love wiggling my toes and seeing the
bones move! I even got to have a go when it was one of my brothers getting
shoes. When I look at my feet nowadays, with my somewhat bent toes, I wonder
whether the cause is the X-rays, or the tight shoes that I got after they
stopped using the machines, and I could not see whether there was room for my
toes. It was my first exposure (!) to 'photography'.
I am sure that the shoe shop assistents got far more than their share of X-rays,
though.
Roger Key, CPH
In a message dated 9/14/01 2:08:06 AM Eastern Daylight Time,
ray_moth@xxxxxxxxx writes:
<< Did other countries also have shoe shops using
X-rays in the 1950's? >>
Egad no...I had to subject myself to this mammoth metal plate, that you stood
upon and some sweating, ingratiating (for my Mother) male clerk would slide
sliders in until it hurt...then sell my Mom some Godawful tight patent
leather absurdities guaranteed to blister my feet! Ah...'memories". Guess
that's why I love my "Birth-control" Birkies!
Susan Steele
Virginia USA
The best way to forget all your troubles is to wear tight shoes.
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