As a boy, my days were spent outside, exploring, inventing, playing ball, getting dirty. We walked to school and biked to Little League practice. When confined indoors, we played with Tinker Toys, Lincoln Logs and Slinkies. My sister was devoted to her dolls, her friends and a spectacular plastic horse collection. In junior high, I noticed the girls were a little taller, but I quickly caught up in height and forgot that perplexing discrepancy. In high school, I was certainly unimpressed by what I saw in the mirror, but I had more important things to focus on, such as making the varsity squad and getting a car. 1 Column Content Background Color White Heading...