Funny thing though-once I did start dating as a young woman, I always had a thing for guys with long-really long, like native American long, hair. They weren’t stoners, they were too hard-edged for that, I don’t know what category they’d go in. Rode Harleys, etc. And always much older than me, I never liked guys my own age.
Then I met my husband and the love of my life, who was the antithesis of everything I’d been attracted to before him, except age-wise (he’s 17 years older than me, not that that matters anymore at our ages, lol). He volunteered and served two tours in Vietnam, was at one time the youngest police detective in the US, grew up very fast as the main support of his family (starting at age 14), very streetwise and very hard. He scared me when I first met him, he had to practically bribe me to date him. Best decision I ever made, we’re over 30 years married now.
dear mrsmel,
Now that you knowa bit about me ... here is a bit about ‘the one that got me to stop wandering about’.
Local of a 50 mile circle all of her life, unlike me, who has seen all the waters on all the borders. Has had a very sheltered life, again, unlike me, (in the ‘80’s, when folks were ‘making tapes’, i hope mine got forever lost). Until i came along, her cuisine was straight old Americana - no oriental or european fare, but still no pasta (darn). (never had an antipasto platter before!) but then, never had i crawfish before, thinking they were stunted lobsters. She was a school secretary for many years, but due to poor building maintenance actions, she has been infected with toxic mold. Yeah, THAT mold. We met in 2001, and after Hurricane Katrina in 2005, my job reassigned me to the town across the river from her town.
We are still ‘a pair’. Her answer to THE question was ,’NO, it would mess up your benefits, and mine.’ So, we are still a pair!