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My father had a harder time of it. He was born an RH mismatch with his mother in deep rural NM and as a consequence had his growth permanently stunted. He barely made it to 5'7. I, on the other hand, am the product of recessive genetics and am the tallest person on either side of the family for at least three generations. So while he had to be a tough and eager scrapper in order to keep his nose clean, I generally didn't have to worry about anyone who wasn't at least a grade ahead. Which made adolescence somewhat delicious. There's nothing quite like having a former bully stare up at you from chest level.