1968, I was 8 years old, # 4 of six kids.
My Dad had a good job, however, things were tough with 6 kids, so, having 2 brothers, 6 and 8 years older, (1 older, and 2 younger Sisters) hand me downs did not fit so well!
(remember newspaper balled up in the toes?)
My Mom got a job at a textile plant, seamstress, (she could always sew) that year for $1.60 per hour, min. wage then.
I remember the 2 mile walk to town, we went to a 'fancy shoe store' and She bought me my first ever new shoes, $28.00! ($192.00 in todays money)
I told her I did not like them, they hurt my feet, (not true) Mom insisted I get them, I was 8 but I knew when something cost too much. I was not ever spoiled, She wanted me to have them no matter how much I said No.
God Bless Her.
Passed this March at 79.
Heck with the picky rules, "Mom, page two is yours"!