Can't look at a skeleton without thinking about my 10th grade biology class. In those days most schools had at least one real skeleton for study in their science classes. This was Orange Stark High School in 1973, a standout school even in those days, when schools were generally better than they are now. One day the teacher introduced us to their skeleton-in-residence, showing us how he knew it was a female (pelvic bone widened due to having kids) and her approximate age (via the dentition), which was mid-forties. She was about 5'4" tall, had this or that disease, and through lifetime engaged in this much or that much labor. Was very interesting, and the teacher was tactful and respectful in the way he handled the lesson. "Can we touch?" some of us asked. "Yes, if you come up one at a time," was the response. Some of us did and some of us didn't.
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