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I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 58–72
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For long-term dating, short-term dating

My details

Last online
Today – 1:35pm
6′ 0″ (1.83m)
Body type
Mostly anything
Agnosticism, but not too serious about it
Leo, but it doesn’t matter
Graduated from university
Has a kid, but doesn’t want more
Likes dogs and likes cats
English (Fluently)
My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
It was an ordinary day that turned extraordinary. I was walking down Water Street in Port Townsend, the quaint seaside Victorian village located on Puget Sound. It was an unseasonably warm fall day, probably in the low 70's. I peeled off my sweater and wrapped the sleeves around my neck forming the classic preppie look. The sidewalks were filled with people, most of them tourists. Since I'm a freelance writer, I love to peruse the shelves of Seattle's legendary Elliott Bay Book Company looking for interesting topics to write on but, today, I was headed to a book store on Port Townsend's Washington Street called Insatiables. I have a fondness for books and that includes old, rare, classic books.

I walked into the bookstore and took in the aroma of old leather books tinged with a slight mustiness. I headed to the back of the store where I knew that the antique European books were kept. I was looking for a copy of "Lei non ama una donna perché lei è bella, lei è bella perché Lei l'ama" (You don't love a woman because she's beautiful, she's beautiful because you love her) It was a book of love poems written in the 16th century by that famous Italian poet, Salvatore "Sonny" Bono. I'm about 6 feet tall so I needed to kneel down to reach the book in it's location on a lower shelf. Suddenly, as my hand was about to close on the spine of the book, a small female hand reached over mine and snatched the book away. I turned to confront the owner of the offending hand and found myself gazing into the beautiful blue eyes of a gorgeous woman. We stared into each others eyes and in a flash witnessed an entire lifetime spent together. We experienced growing old together and we each saw an identical future. We didn't speak. The shared emotion was indescribable. It took our breaths away. The book was quickly forgotten. We needed to get out of there and discuss our future together.

Still not speaking, we left the bookstore and headed to the nearest coffee shop to discuss our mutual future. We ducked into the Salal Cafe and found an isolated table. She ordered for me: a cafe latte brewed with fair trade, shade grown, organic coffee beans and made with steamed soy milk. How did she know that was my favorite drink? Maybe her eyes could see into my very soul or maybe she had been stalking me. Whatever! I really didn't care. Instinctively, I knew that this was the woman that I'd be spending the rest of my life with. We talked on into the night and our two lives have slowly blended into one. I've never left her side.

For fun, I write poetry and jokes. Here's a couple of samples:

Some get up at the break of day
Others choose to sleep their life away
Many go to work to earn their daily pay
As for me, I think I'll flyaway
Sleep on the beach and wear a red beret
When I get hungry, I'll have some consommé
Anyone want to join me on my getaway?

She's kind of a hippy, it shows in her hair
She wears it center-parted with a bit of a flair
Sometimes she wears it with combs and a clip
Other times headbands, man they're a trip
Her hair smells like strawberries, shampoo, I guess
And she always has on a pretty sundress
I think that I love her, but it brings me distress
Because she doesn't notice and couldn't care less
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Basically, I'm just enjoying my retirement. When I save enough money, I travel. Otherwise, I spend a lot of time in my condo reading.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Lots of things, but I think that I'm a reasonably good writer of poetry. Here's a couple of examples:

In my dreams I see
You and me becoming a we
Now that our kids are grown and gone
It's time for us to have some fun
Grab your passport and let's go
To places like Cabo, Paris, and Monaco
Come on, get up, get off your a$$
We're still young enough to have a blast!

The solitary trees look like abandoned lovers
Dropping their leaves into the river like old love letters
The leaves drift away and disappear
Just like the dreams that the lovers once held dear

Saw her today
Didn't know what to say
But my heart feels the way
That it did on that day
When she walked away

She lost her looks early
Which was just as well
Because her luck with men
Hadn't been too swell
Men she attracted were mostly inbred
Whose personalities would be improved
With a shovel to the back of the head
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
My physical size. I'm 6 feet tall and weigh around 245 pounds. I'm not fat, though. I work out with weights and have a fair amount of muscle, especially for someone my age. See my pictures.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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My favorite books are murder mysteries. I like Jo Nesbo, Henning Mankell, Lisa Black, Jussi Adler Olsen, S.J. Bolton, etc. I'm not much of a movie buff, but will occasionally attend a movie. I like oldies rock, 80's new wave, punk, ABBA, some country, just to name a few. I'm not into fancy foods. I like the basics like hamburgers, steak, fish & chips, Chinese, Thai, just to name a few things.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
My car. My computer. My home. My friends and relatives. Books. The gym.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Right now, I think a lot about meeting an attractive, compatible woman for a possible LTR.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Probably reading a good book with the TV on to provide some background noise.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I have been a nudist for most of my adult life. My late wife and I belonged to a Seattle area club (Fraternity Snoqualmie) and to one in southern California called Elysium.
You should message me if
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You like something you see or if something resonates with you.