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Just ask customers like Barbara Stowe, a caterer in suburban Detroit who got out of the Sears habit years ago. Stowe walked into a remodeled store in Livonia, Michigan, to buy a paintbrush last month and left with an outfit for her 16-month-old niece and a renewed faith in the retailer that has since brought her back twice for Christmas gifts. "The clothes, especially for children, have amazed me," says Stowe, 47, a retailer's dream with a list that includes a grandchild and 26 nieces and nephews. "I used to get so frustrated with Sears. They would...
...says Early with a laugh. The room is clean and bright, painted in a pleasant combination of green and white. Some infants crawl around a blue carpet, where they play with blocks, stacking toys, a plastic mirror on wheels. On one recent afternoon, Early pushed the mirror toward 11-month-old Aubrey. "See that?" she said, "That's you!" The youngest babies are placed in infant seats, unless Early or Devougas has got them in her lap. "We sit and hold them," Early says, "play with their hands and feet and talk to them...
...month-old baby girl was victimized not only by her 33-year-old assailant, but also by a rape culture we all created. Let's begin to take definitive steps to ensure that our children and friends do not become the next victims...
...Baltimore on Oct. 13, he set off a love-in the likes of which is rarely seen in baseball. Torre openly wept as he embraced his equally teary coaches and players. Later, Torre expressed his love, over and over, for his real family: his wife Alice and their 11-month-old, his older sisters Rae and Sister Marguerite and, on a phone line back to New York City, his brother Frank at Columbia-Presbyterian hospital awaiting a heart transplant...
...parents tried to calm their petulant 17-month-old baby, a young and bushy-haired fellow approached. Clinton's first words were "Heeey there, you two. I've been wonderin' how long it would be 'fore I met the big guy. Give 'em here." At that point, Clinton picked me up from my father's arms and said, "Lucky for you that you look like your momma." He then tussled my hair, chuckled and handed me back. After that, he became solemn and said, "Len, Avis, I can't tell you how much I've preciated your support...