In fairness to the 1970s, loose tops, cut down mumus, peasant blouses and the like were what everyone was wearing, whatever their size. The clothing above is exactly what my mother wore daily, just larger. You may not find them flattering, but these weren’t “fat styles”.

I can see how this approach would work on Trump supporters — defining the worth of women by their family relations is pretty standards — but don’t they feel even a feel a twinge for their female doctors, bus drivers, accountants, pharmacists, realtors, store managers, friends, neighbours, etc.? Well, I guess the…

Consider yourself starred, since I can’t for some reason.

“Passive aggressive” is what aggressive aggressive people call politeness.

A freak lightning bolt struck the child, and the story of CAPTAIN CANADA began!

Classic “that’s enough, young man/lady” carriage.

Before I clicked on the link: “don’t be Vancouver, don’t be Vancouver...Southern Alberta. Phew!” But it was a near thing. We have too many of this type of people here.

A 2016 update would be: the nurse or doctor heals, and God gets the credit.

He had the curiosity of a child, and the brain of a child to match.