Not sure how exactly it happened, but I appear to be growing in my 40s. I was 5-11 in college.
That’s bad news for Kelly, who was ecstatic when during a checkup at CHOP he clocked in at 6-0, and was claiming he finally had proof he was taller than me. This has been a recurring theme for about a year, ever since a growth spurt put him thisclose to passing me by.
But I slipped off my shoes, placed my heels firmly on the floor, and the nurse (that’s her in the background) marked me at … wait for it … 6-0 1/8.
Ah, victory is sweet.