After experiencing the museum, Montgomery felt different. My class was silent. Nobody cared to crack any jokes. The air even started to smell different — like rotting garbage, reminiscent of the Southern Magnolia that Billie Holiday sung about decades prior. 

Dear Abby: I have a serious question I need an answer to. Be honest, how much does height really matter in a relationship? I mean, I feel like I’m pretty tall for a guy, but there are taller ones out...