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