I am Joe’s Toes

I am Joe’s right foot. I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I consist of many bones, strong muscles, and have an arch which separates the heel from the toes. My bones have strange names: tarsus, metatarsus, and phalanges. Joe is a heavy man, weighing over two hundred pounds; but when he walks, each of us carry that weight alone. When he wants to reach a high shelf in the closet, I can raise that hulk another few inches with ease. When Joe jumps down from a chair, I touch my toe end first to...