shooey - I was one of 6 kids.

I used to get handmedowns from my cousin who was "an only child" and a few years older than me and lived in the "city" . He usually had good stuff and was a bit "hip" from memory. He as always nice to me - he stuttered badly. I remember all the relatives liked him- I mean really liked him. I just remembered he was "pigeon toed" and used to have his heels have an extra bit of leather in a wedge shape to throw his feet outwards. Sometimes I couldn't get the wedge off the heel and used to wear them and wobble on the heel. I don't think it did me any harm.

Sadly he became a hopeless alcoholic by age 35. I mean publicly hopeless and staggering around. He died around 45 years old. I'm sure you would have met him down at the 'bay he used to love going fishing.