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u/beermaker
reddit.com"I was unhappy because I had no shoes until I met a man with no feet."
I heard Nigel Planer's version of Feet Of Clay while tidying the garage & it put me in a good mood... I felt like spreading it!
His family were nomads before WWII... following road construction projects in their trailer with three kids. He ended up staying in Berlin running a Bulldozer clearing rubble until 1946. The GI bill after the war enabled them to buy a permanent home where my grandmother lived until she passed in 1994.