

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
Deal Island, Maryland: The fountain of youth!
View Deal Island Photo Gallery>> Well not a lot happened while at Deal Island. We did have a bunch of people staying at the in-laws and had a great time. Some drama surfaced but fizzled out pretty quickly.. Sometimes can happen when you get all the Harp/Byrd women in...
Harrisburg, Pennsylvania: What the hell did she just say!?!?!?!?!
We made it to Harrisburg without any problems, other than me getting into a small fight at Roy Rogers fast food restaurant. As i was in line the older gentlemen in front of me became irate with the cashier because she made a mistake. Instead of three roast beefs and...
Donegal, Pennsylvania: The Allegheny Rain Forest
Whew! Thank god that day was over. The day we had getting to PA was grueling. CD burner screwing up when on a very tight deadline. Changing a tire in pouring rain. Getting the RV stuck turning around. Semi-lost. Setting up in pitch blackness, getting muddy, etc, etc,...