October 1979 Sincerely Sire Newsletter
The Black Shoes
The other day my wife took
Scarlett, our 3 1/2-year-old daughter, out to get her first pair of shoes for
her first day of preschool. (It seems quite a few months ago Scarlett had
spotted a pair of black shoes and ever since had been asking for her "Black
Shoes." Under great duress Mommy had promised her a pair of new black
shoes for preschool.)
Scarlett was really excited - - -
every time she'd see a pair of shoes in one of those advertisers she'd say,
"Are these like my black shoes I'm gonna get for preschool?"
This kid of mine had black shoes on the brain. Well, anyway, my wife
finally took her to get her black shoes. Scarlett was in her
ecstasy. She immediately spotted the black shoes for her. She rushed
over and clutched them to her chest like a long lost friend. These were
the shiny type black shoes and old Scarlett wouldn't let go of them for nothin'!
My wife tried to talk her into several other pair of black shoes that cost about
half as much, but to no avail. Scarlett had to have the most expensive
pair of 3 1/2 black shoes in the store. Twenty-one dollars worth and this
was one of those big "discount" department stores.
Well, Scarlett got her shiny
black shoes and at first when I heard how much they cost I protested like
crazy. But when I saw how nuts Scarlett was for those shoes, forget it, I
think I would have paid fifty bucks for them. One night before I put her
to bed she went over to the shelf they were on, gently stroked them and gave
them each a kiss goodnight. The next morning at 7 a.m. she came into our
bedroom with nothing on but her underwear, a huge smile, and her shiny black
shoes.
I never knew how happy, how
absolutely incredibly happy you could make a human being with a pair of black
shoes - - - and for only twenty-one dollars! You know, come to think of
it, those black shoes are just about the best deal I ever made on anything - - -
and if you don't believe me, just ask Scarlett.
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