I was standing at a crosswalk waiting for the light to change. Across from me was a family. Dad, mom in the middle, daughter. As I looked at them, I realized that the lady in the center was short. Quite short. Exceedingly short. Painfully short. While I was pondering this, the light changed and I began to walk towards her. As we passed, I said, "4-11. And you? " She walked by, then turned around and smiled. "5-1," she replied.