 Why, it's almost frightening the way you've grown. Judith, dear, you wouldn't want the boy to be a midget, would you? Sure, he's taller, but look at the hair there and the way he stands. I sure was a goon. Boy, you should have been glad to get rid of me. And look, Bud, what else I found. All your school compositions from the first grade on. Here's one you wrote on Alexander the Great. Ouch, Mother, don't be careless with those things.