A pocket-sized notebook and pen to chronicle the day’s events.

These boots are made for marching.
My brown Dr. Martens eight-eyelet lace-up boots. Sneakers would be a bit more comfortable, but years from now I want to be able to point to my feet and say “these are the boots I wore to the march.”
Soft, warm socks.
My outside voice.
My wife. “Remember when,” we’ll say all those years from now when we are slower but wiser and counting our shared adventures on our crooked fingers and toes.
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Published on January 19, 2017 13:25