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TO FACE the situation point-blank, clothing (or men has been shorter than a 30-year man's breath. Take, for instance, the sad case of PFC Herman Higgins. A recent recipient of the Homing Pigeon, without star, he was crawling from pub to pub rigged out like a Chinese tailor's dummy.
When he was mustered out a few months back, his first desire was to re-clothe himself completely from the inside out. No, that was maybe his second desire. Anyway, he seems to have handed his seabag to a street-corner Santa Claus about two minutes after getting his diploma from the separation college and then he rolled into a place we shall call Hoolihan's Haberdashery.
"Gimme a set of civvie skivvies," Herman said, starting to undress behind the counter.
"How about this?" the salesman asked, holding up...