Tuesday, October 4, 2011
More About Pitts Genes
I remember once as a child telling my dad that his dad was fat. Dad said that his dad had very strong stomach muscles and that he could easily handle anyone who became rowdy. Later, as a teen, I saw him do that--he marched Ken and my dad out of the house by the seats of their pants. Grandma said he was stout, not fat, and had a very strong stomach. He said she had not gained an ounce since he married her. Fun! I think I must have the Pritchett genes--rotten thyroid function.