About the Project
In October 2004 my wife Sharon and I, Randy, lost our residence on Pensacola Beach to Hurricane Ivan. Instead of treating it as a disaster we made this an opportunity for us to pursue our dream of traveling the U.S. in a motor home. During our four-year adventure on the road, we noticed numerous lone shoes sitting on the side of the road. We began to get intrigued by how many there were, and the fact that each of those shoes had to have belonged to someone, but who? Were they male or female, young or old, rich or poor? How did it end up alone on the road? The inherent mystery tied to these images is the untold story of each shoe, the viewer cannot help but create that story in their mind.
So what we have decided to do is catalog the shoes we come across through photographs along with the stories of Adventure that accompany each shoe. Hence the birth of the One Shoe Diaries™. The shoes are left in their original state, we do not alter or move them.
We have since stopped living full-time in the motorhome and currently reside back in Pensacola, Florida. Many events have happened since we first started out on this journey of life after Hurricane Ivan. We journeyed cross-country, we lost our sweet Noah at birth, we were blessed with Nora shortly after, we endured the BP oil spill as it wrecked our beaches and economy, I lost my mother and most recently Jinny passed away. Life throws lots of ups and downs and we invite you to experience ours with us. We hope you enjoy our ever-growing collection of shoes and the stories attach to them.
Most recently discovered Lost Soles
Latest Stories from the Road
Brewpub: Devil’s Backbone Brewing Company
After off the mountain from Wintergreen Ski Resort in Virginia we stumbled upon quite a little treat. A Brewpub in what seemed the middle of nowhere that was reminiscent of a mountain lodge. It was the Devil's Backbone Brewing Company. A great establishment that had...
“Its the Holidays Nora, we’re all in misery” part 1
I took the title from a line in National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. If you have ever seen the movie, which I cannot imagine anyone that has not, you probably recognize that quote from when the mother, Ellen Griswold, and daughter, Audrey, were fighting about the...
A breakdown on the way to the hoedown
Sharon's aunt's partner's son's wedding was to be held outside Bowling Green, Kentucky in conjunction with their annual hoedown and we were invited to attend. Also going was Sharon's sisters, Cookie and Rachie. The Frog Farm Hoedown was going on its 20-something...