These "supermarket" stories have triggered a memory - 20+ years ago, my
nursing 14-month old tipped over a shopping cart she was riding in, and broke
both bones in her forearm at the wrist. While we were waiting for the x-ray
to come back, this exhausted, frightened, hungry toddler wanted to nurse, so
of course I obliged - and fairly discreetly, since this was 1974 and I was
still closet nursing.  A middle-aged woman across from us (with her fat
backside hanging out of the hospital gown) started criticizing me for doing
THAT in public - if you can call the waiting alcove outside an x-ray room in
the bowels of a hospital "public."  I exploded.  I told her, in rather
colorful terms, to mind her own **** business, and that I would comfort my
injured hungry frightened child in any way I pleased, thank you very much!
 And this was before my "zealot" days, even.

Linda Smith, wearing the first World Breastfeeding Week T-shirt today. Some
of the design has worn off, unfortunately.  Dayton, OH