My Father's Italian Shoes.
After my father's funeral we came across his pair of Italian, hand-made shoes. We thought we should definitely keep them because of the story they told. My father had these Oxford Brogues made by a man in Italy, and every year, my father would go to Italy and have the shoes repaired, or a new pair made if needed. Oxford Brogues, in Italy.
Every time he came back from Italy, the shoes would look brand new, and father always said that the Italian repaired them most years and made new ones every ten years or so, the quality was that good.
When father got his terminal diagnosis, he knew what he wanted to do first. He went to Italy and to the shoemakers shop to get his last pair of shoes repaired.
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