In short: 8 feet, 11.1 inches. That’s the number. But the real story is the guy behind it – a gentle, kind man who worked as a shoe salesman (ironic, right?) and traveled with a circus as a “gentle giant.”
He didn’t choose to be the biggest. He just was. And somehow, that makes him even more incredible. So next time you complain about hitting your head on a low ceiling, give a little nod to Robert. He’d have laughed – then ducked.
