These people reduced my sweet eighty-year-old mother to tears. A year or so ago, my mom mentioned that her feet were bothering her, and that she was thinking of buying orthopedic shoes. Thinking there was no time like the present, I dropped what I was doing and drove her to Goodhart Shoes . I had been gardening, and was wearing old clothes. My mother, who has macular degeneration, dresses eccentrically. When we walked in the door, the clerk looked us up and down and asked, reluctantly, if he could help us. My mom said that she was looking for... read full review »