Six Pairs of Thick Gray Socks Saved My White House on Elm Street

his scarf. “How are the gray socks holding up?”

“I wear them every day,” I said. “I even wear them to bed. I have not had a single cramp in my calves since the state examiner visited.”

“Good,” he said, nodding slowly. “A simple thing can keep a person on her own two feet.”

We reached the end of the paved loop where the path split toward continue reading …