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At 80, Burt Ward FINALLY Breaks Silence on His 'Size'

At 80, Burt Ward FINALLY Breaks Silence on His 'Size' What do you do when a room of adults decides your body is the problem? Not your lines. Your outline. It was 1966. Many of you remember those weeknights—kids on the carpet, parents behind them, rabbit ears tilted until the theme kicked in and the living room lit with “POW!” and “ZAP!” The show felt like candy… until the letters came. Not fan mail. Complaints. The kind that make executives whisper. They brought a doctor and a small bottle. “Take these. Be… less.” He was nineteen. He tried three days, then counted what the grown-ups weren’t: family, health, pride. He set the bottle down and chose craft instead—cape angles, camera lines, the stance that turns a costume into a shield. We laughed at home. He fought quietly behind the laughs. That’s the start: a line drawn where this business hates lines. He would act, train, and refuse to make himself smaller for someone else’s comfort. The outrage got loud. His spine got louder. And if they could push a kid over that, imagine the rest—the speed, the falls, the burns, and the strange meetings where men in suits try to “fix” life with a memo. We remember the colors and the weeknight ritual. Look past them and see the spine. The boy wonder became a man who traded catchphrases for feeding charts, red carpets for muddy paw prints, and quick fame for slow, steady service. Let others argue the old headline; we’ll count the lives saved. Let them snicker at a costume; we’ll smile at a star set beside a friend. Let them measure a silhouette; we’ll measure the extra years he helped give to creatures that speak in looks and thumping tails. So here’s our finish, simple and useful. Don’t let anyone else decide the size of you. Draw your line. Do your work. Leave something behind that wakes up happy when you open the door. That’s what he did. That’s why we’re still talking about him. And that’s why, long after the noise faded, the man didn’t.