At six-foot-three, he always drew the attention of the room, would make more money over a lifetime than average-height folks like me, was more sexually attractive to women (which, as gay men, is maybe less important, but hey), and was perceived to be a more effective leader. (Some names have been changed.) Whereas I’ve tried any number of tricks to become taller (chunky soles, posture exercises, setting the stationary bike seat just a hair too high), Jack actually was tall.
As a guy of average height (five-foot-nine) who’s always wished he could be taller, I envied my friend Jack his size. It was late-ish at the bar when we got to talking about height. A man on stilts walking on Nassau Street in Manhattan.
