The Return of the Dreaded Platform Shoes

When my daughter was in middle school, all of the 8th grade students did a project called “Dancing Through the Decades” in which they learned about the history and culture of each decade of the 1900’s. This took place in their history, art, literature and P.E. classes. Each class was assigned a decade and had to learn all they could of that decade that they shared with the rest of the school via a dance recital. Courtney’s class had the 70’s and learned to dance “The Hustle”. Of course, they also had to look the part, each wearing costumes from that era. So off to the second hand stores we went, where we found a very ugly polyester dress and a pair of black platform shoes. Courtney loved these shoes, and long after this assignment was over, she was still wearing them.
But I shuddered at the memories of the 70’s. While I did like, and wear, platform shoes during that time, the 70’s was not my favorite decade. I have much fonder memories of the 50’s and 60’s.

I did like platform shoes as they made my short 5’4″ frame appear much taller. But as a webpage called “Bad Fads” states, platform shoes were often “referred to as ‘the Elevated Orthopedic Nightmare'”. Platform shoes became popular in the early 70’s, for both men and women. The shoes came in many different styles from slide on mules to ankle wrapped straps. Some had vivid colors and patterns, with finishes of suede, patent leather and glitter. My favorites were a brown suede mule with 2 inch platforms and 4 inch heels. Due to many injuries to ankles and toes, they went out style until a brief comeback in the 1990’s.

To my dismay, I’ve discovered that platform shoes are making a big return today, being advertised to high school girls as the perfect shoe for the spring prom season. The platforms on these shoes are even higher than the ones we wore 30 years ago, with current platforms as high as five inches tall! I would love to see anyone walk in these, let alone dance. But as they say, ‘everything old is new again’… I guess that means broken toes and sprained ankles, too.

Jan 25, 2004
I wrote this article for an online magazine a few years ago…


Making A Difference

Once upon a time there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work.

One day he was walking along the shore.

As he looked down the beach, he saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself to think of someone who would dance to the day. So he began to walk faster to catch up. As he got closer, he saw that it was a young man and the young man wasn’t dancing, but instead he was reaching down to the shore, picking up something and very gently throwing it into the ocean.

As he got closer he called out, “Good morning! What are you doing?”

The young man paused, looked up and replied, “Throwing starfish in the ocean.”

“I guess I should have asked, why are you throwing starfish in the ocean?”

“The sun is up, and the tide is going out, and if I don’t throw them in they’ll die.”

“But, young man, don’t you realize that there are miles and miles of beach, and starfish all along it. You can’t possibly make a difference!”

The young man listened politely. Then bent down, picked up another starfish and threw it into the sea, past the breaking waves and said,

“It made a difference for that one. ”

What would you like to learn if you had the chance? (Every Day In June)

Photo by Adi Goldstein on Unsplash

I’ve always wanted to learn to play the harp or the cello. The cello is my number one favorite musical instrument. I love listening musicians such as Yo Yo Ma or Tina Guo. I was thrilled when my daughter took up the cello but after a year she switched to the violin because it was much easier to carry and she got tired of lugging the cello around. I attempted to learn to play the violin in the fourth grade, but I didn’t do very well and didn’t get very far. Both of my children played it much better than I did. I know my grandfather, who also played the violin, would have been thrilled.

I would also love to learn to play the piano. I attempted that too, even buying an electric piano keyboard and a computer program to teach how to play. I think I would do better with it now than I did then.

Skipping Breakfast

Like most people, I grew up hearing that breakfast was the most important meal of the day. But in reality, I’ve never liked eating breakfast. It’s not the food served at breakfast that I dislike, I love Frosted Flakes with milk, bacon and eggs, French toast, or a cheese omelet. It’s that I can’t eat right after I’ve gotten up. When you’re a kid, you’re rushed to get up, rushed to get dressed for school, rushed to eat and rushed out the door on your way to school. I always ended up with a sour stomach.

These days I deal with a strange sleep schedule due to a form of insomnia that I’ve had since I was child. Twenty years ago I gave up worrying about it and just let it happen… and everyone else worries about it for me. I tend to ignore those worries too.

Even now, I can’t eat anything when I first wake up. I need to be awake for about 2 hours before I can put anything in my stomach. And since my time of getting out of bed changes daily, basically wrapping around the clock, there are times when I’m up at 5am and two weeks later when I’m just getting up at 8pm. No matter what time it is, I still have to wait 2 hours before I can eat.

So I’m pretty much always skipping breakfast.

Nike Ad

This is meant for teenagers, but I think it’s a good message for everyone.

“Life isn’t about keeping score.

It’s not about how many people call you and it’s not about who you’ve dated, are dating, or haven’t dated at all.

It isn’t about who you’ve kissed, what sport you play, or which guy or girl likes you.

It’s not about your shoes or your hair or the color of your skin or where you live or go to school.

In fact, it’s not about grades, money, clothes, or colleges that accept you or not.

Life isn’t about if you have lots of friends, or if you are alone, and it’s not about how accepted or unaccepted you are.

Life just isn’t about that.

But life is about who you love and who you hurt.

It’s about how you feel about yourself.

It’s about trust, happiness, and compassion.

It’s about sticking up for your friends and replacing inner hate with love.

Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance, and building confidence.

It’s about what you say and what you mean.

It’s about seeing people for who they are and not what they have.

Most of all, it is about choosing to use your life to touch someone else’s in a way that could never have been achieved otherwise.

These choices are what life’s about.”

~ Nike ad