I’m sure I’m revealing my status as the Older Sister when I confess that my favorite Mary Tyler Moore incarnation was Laura Petrie. Every time she wailed, “Oh, Rob!” slayed me. That wild slash of a mouth was oddly appealing.
And nothing was more attractive that those slim black slacks. Unlike leggy MTM, I am a near midget, but her fashion sensibilities have stuck with me for decades. One can never own too many pairs of black pants.
Ms. Moore, bless you. “Oh, Mare!”