I remember when I was a kid in the 1950s and early 60s that I used to run around barefoot and step on bees and get stung. I never stepped on glass and I hardly wore shoes in the summer. And just to clarify, I never stepped on the bees on purpose. I used to have a theory that they jumped under my foot. Mom would make a paste with baking soda for the bee sting. Sometimes when they could find a tweezers they would pull out the stinger.
As I got a little older, like school age, zoris became popular. We call them flip flops today. I wore those running around the neighborhood. They prevented bee stings.
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