I wanted to see the doctor about this pneumonia thing, but first the nice young lady wanted to see how tall I was. "That's not necessary," I said. "I'm 6 feet 1 inch," and offered my driver's license as proof.She insisted, so I took off my shoes, stood back to the wall, sucked it in and stretched. "Five feet and just a little over 11 inches," she chirped and pointed at a number. I adjusted the trifocals, squinted and, sure as heck, it was pointing just above 11.