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Day: January 3, 2016
Thar be giants in them thar hills!
My brother and I come from fairly lanky stock. Jim hovers around six and a half feet, whereas I am a measly 5’12” (at least it sounds shorter.) If you’re tall like us, you’ve probably heard the jokes growing up. You know, “Hey! Can you hear me up there?” (To which I reply, “No problem! Hot air always rises.”) And so on. Neither of us were particularly athletic. I remember my basketball coach saying “Jump, Dawn, JUMP!” Jim’s comment was simply, “That’s the problem; we never have to jump…for anything.”
Even now at my tender age of 50+, being a 6-foot woman in a 5’5”-foot woman’s world is still a bit of a challenge, even humorously so. Standing in a group of women, I sometimes find myself slouching since the level of conversation lingers about six inches below my ears. I converse somewhat more comfortably when we’re all seated.
I’m not a very intimidating personality, which is probably Continue reading “Thar be giants in them thar hills!”