Then there was the discussion in the advice column (either Dear Abby or Ann Landers) of the sufferings of girls growing up with the surname Hoar.

One lady wrote in sympathetically to say she too had lived through this social affliction. "One day," her mother told her, "you'll meet some nice man, and this will all be behind you."

"And my mother was right," the letter-writer continued, "for on [she gave the date], I married Elmer Tramp." (Has to be true love, doesn't it?)

Oh, and can you guess what the editor put on for that column's headline?













"That's Why...







...the Lady...







...is...






...a Tramp!"