In the summer when was 18 or 19 years old, I met a fella who wanted to buy me a pair of high heels. I remember what he looked like, but sadly not his name. He was tall and good looking with a nice build. He also had dark brown wavy hair that wasn’t a short haircut, but a little longer. When he took me shopping he was nicely dressed in a dress shirt and slacks. Bakers Shoes was my favorite store for shoe shopping at Southridge Mall. I picked out a nice pair of black leather high heel shoes. I remember they were about $35 dollars and I kept the box for quite a while so they would stay nice. Before I can wear them out somewhere, the heels tips need to be replaced since they are worn down to the metal part inside the tips. Every time I see those shoes and think of him. To the nice guy that bought them for me, if you are out there somewhere, I do remember you.