Who’s Footprints Are We Following?
The other day as I walked along the beach, I was stepping in somebody’s footsteps that had gone before me. The sand was soft, and I had a fair distance to walk, so I figured walking where someone else had walked would make it a little easier, which it did. I noticed that whoever’s footprints I was walking in had left quite a different impression with their left foot than with their right. The right foot was pretty clean cut,…