Charlie was totally and completely color blind. Every morning, I would put together his clothes for that day. First, the suit, then the shirt, tie, socks, and shoes, all perfectly color coordinated. We were all running kind of late one morning,but the clothes were still all matched for him. He came in the door after work, stood in the doorway, and said , I'm never going to live this down. With all the rushing around that morning, Charlie took shoes out of the closet on his own. I looked down at his feet and started laughing! He walked around all day with one blue and one brown shoe on!! Not a very good match for a grey suit.