

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
Guests at the Hamilton Mansion (Part 1)
Trish had come to stay with us for a week, plenty of time to really explore Pensacola. She drove down with her dog Abby which made the puggles happy, they love having friends come visit. The first day started a week-long whirlwind of activities. We went to the...
Unbelievable Deja Vu, Noah Style!!!
The time had come for me to go to McGuire's and honor Noah by posting a dollar bill on the bar wall sporting Noah's name just like I did almost a year ago exactly. You can read about the occurance that happened at that time in detail using this link >> What happened a...
Lost Sole Dedication for Catfish
One of my best friends here in Florida for several years has been my volleyball party Jeff, aka The Angry Catfish, but has been shortened to just Catfish. I think there are even some that play out there that do not even know his real name :) Just a day before this...