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The thing I have had the longest are my baby shoes. Mom had them bronzed and kept them and my sister's shoes on the mantle. But they have no sentimental value.
That honor goes to the most uncomfortable pair of shoes ever created. They are the pair I got married in. The reason they were so uncomfortable is because toward the end of the reception, I took one off to try to find out why they hurt so badly. It turned out that in my nervousness, I had forgotten to take out the paper and had just jammed my foot it. Girls, take some free advice: Check your shoes for packing materials before traipsing down the aisle.
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