I remember watching The Sandlot as a kid and hearing my Dad talk about how much he missed the PF Flyers he wore as a kid. (Benny "The Jet" Rodriguez was the man!) And I tried to tell him how ridiculous he would look wearing those today. He said that I just didn't understand. And I couldn't understand why he felt that way.
But today, I know how he felt. I put my 10-year old Doc Martins boots into our garage sale pile last night. And although I haven't worn them since high school, I don't want to let go. I felt so cool wearing them. (They had bouncing soles!) And now I'll be selling them to some weirdo for like five bucks in our Spring garage sale. That makes me sad. I'm going to miss them. I mentioned this to my wife, and she didn't really sympathize with me. In fact, her response was to tell me that my And1 slip-on shoes were going next.
For those of you unfamiliar with And1 slip-ons (pictured below), they were essentially tractionless slippers that had no function except to make you look like a complete tool. But because of my wife's little insult, I'm keeping them. And I've been wearing them out of the house every chance I get just to show her that they still have use.