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

Politics, the Great Divider

Well I have tried not to involve politics in my life too much as I actually hate it. I am not a political person by nature. I wear my emotions on my sleeve and never calculate my moves. i do not live life strategically, but rather I live day to day pretty much. Which...

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Blog Slacking

Sharon has a group of friends like I do that she hung out with all through high school, they still keep in touch, but not as much as they would like. Well while we were in Baltimore Sharon wanted to see everyone. She does see one of her best friends Vicky whenever we...

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