Short People 

I enjoy Nancy’s writing. When you write you feel like you are exposing your soul. You put it out there for everyone to see and it never goes away. If you tell somebody something there is no way of proving what you said without witnesses.

“Short people got no reason to

“Short people got no reason 

“To live.”

 This was a song which was popular in the 70s. I have always felt self-conscious because I’ve always been big. I reached my growth early and I was always the tallest person in our class. I remember a fifth grade teacher told me that I was big and clumsy. I think when you’re big you tend to wish you were smaller. 

This fits into the category that we all have different talents, we all have different size bodies. And no two of us are the same in any way. In the hospital l feel sorry for the little nurses that have to handle a big person. 

“They got little hands, and little eyes 

“Little noses, and little feet 

“You got to pick them up just to say hello 

“Don’t want no short people around here.”

I wish God hadn’t made me with a desire to write. I would stop if I could. 

It is the most fun thing for me to sit down when I am free and just write something. I am excited about West Bend having a bookstore. I have a few copies left of two books, but I would like to work with West Bend on a third which has already been written.

I would like to give one more shout out. For some time I have thought about building a ramp to my front porch. We have four steps. Suddenly one appears at my neighbor’s house. A volunteer group that works in conjunction with Habitat For Humanity was responsible. I finally find who to contact and in a couple weeks I have a ramp. 

Seven volunteers came and after 61/2 hours I have a ramp which is the highest quality. Seems this is all they do and did; they work hard. I felt somewhat sorry for older people to work that hard. I think many of us has lost this desire. A major obstacle was a huge Silver Maple in the front yard but they worked a miracle.

—James Neuhouser