When she arrived home, she made this furry strange announcement: "Cats, I have officially heard it all. There is nothing that anyone can say to me from this day forth that will surprise me."
Mom then said that, as she was walking through the parking lot to get into the black masheen an' come home, a group of three ninth grade boys stopped her. They called her by name, but she's never met them. One of the boys then said, "We had to stop you to tell you that we like your posture."
Of course, Mom was flummoxed. She said ... ever eloquent ... "Um, thank you?"
Another of the boys said, "Yeah. You always walk with your head up. It's like you're happy to be here."
Mom smiled and said "thank you" again.
Odd exchange, don'tcha think? Although, having known Mom as long as I have, and knowing that Mom's taken thousands of hours of dancing lessons an' has participated in myriad 5K/8K/etc. walks over the past four decades, it's not surprising that she has excellent vertical presence.
Or maybe those ninth grade boys were just impressed with her height?