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MyDream4u

60 M Kingshill, VI

I’m looking for

  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 18–99
  • Located anywhere
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating

My Details

Last Online
Aug 15
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 8″ (1.73m)
Body Type
A little extra
Diet
Mostly anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Not at all
Drugs
Never
Religion
Other
Sign
Aries, but it doesn’t matter
Education
Graduated from university
Job
Retired
Income
Rather not say
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Monogamous
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids
Pets
Has dogs and likes cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), Spanish (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
Yikes! The calendar says I'm sixty,
but how can that be true?
I still feel like a young hippie,
is the same true for you?

To me life is an adventure,
So let's make it a shared venture.
Are you willing to take a chance,
And join me in life's dance?

Cold weather drove me from New York City,
I loved it there, so that's a pity;
but living on a on a tropical island is not so bad,
So I have no reason to be sad.

An island is surrounded by the Sea,
Alas, no Mermaids looking for me.
Life can be perfect, that is true,
That is why I'm here looking for you.

Flowers seemingly growing out of my head,
on this island they are widespread,
but the sun, sand, and surf,
are also reasons for my mirth.

Because we are in different locales,
we must start by being pen pals.
A friendship that we can grow,
will never cause us any woe.

Friendship is a kind of love,
it is a gift from heaven above.
And perhaps it becomes romance,
if we only give it a chance.

But now, no more rhymes,
My poetry should be a crime.
I guess I am not a poet,
and now, I do certainly know it.

I hope you had as much fun reading my silly little poem as I had writing it. Although I now live on a Tropical Island Paradise, I will relocate anywhere in the world for my dream of Romantic Love, even to Hell (Norway) which I have already seen frozen over. After all, the fiery cauldron of love will always melt snow.

My dream is someone to share with me ... companionship ... affection ... fun times ... love. Who walks upright on two legs, and can carry on an intelligent conversation beyond "bow-wow." (See link http://youtu.be/lJ7AfSO2fKs ) Most importantly however, they must find the following more enticing than a bone...

The candle-lit dinner completed, the band begins to play our song. Our fingers touch, and we glide onto the dance floor. I hold you close and whisper sweet nothings into your ear. As the music stops, just standing there, melting into each other's arms, feeling the gentle heartbeat and the softness of your flesh. To walk, arm in arm along a deserted moon-lit beach. Then, as we reached the doorstep we laugh, jump and play like children. We rush up the stairs leading to an outdoor balcony, where our nest overlooking the moon-lit sea awaits us. And then, and then, oh joy, wonder and delight as we move into the mystery of the night.

So, how do I summarize myself? How about: My name is Charlie and I'm a really nice, but unconventional, guy who you would enjoy getting to know.

I have many facets, some serious, and others silly and light-hearted. I am a paradox, both simple and complex at the same time. I'm eclectic, eccentric, intelligent, a free-spirit yet responsible, honest, and playfully cheerful. I have a warped sense of humor and can laugh at myself. I live life to the fullest. However, the most paradoxical thing about me is that I am extremely shy with women. Why this is so I have no idea, it is out of character with the rest of my life. I guess it is because I was a Nerd when I was young.

Actually, except for my shyness with women, being a Nerd was not such a bad thing. I went to an Ivy League university (Columbia), and co-authored a book with two of my professors. I was a paid staff member of a national presidential campaign committee (Governor Jerry Brown 1976). I worked as a Stage Technician in New York's Broadway Theater, and later as an officer in their Union (IATSE). Finally, I was a pioneer in the revolution that changed the world.

At a time when all the experts knew those little "home computers" (1977 Apple ][) could never serve any useful purpose. I helped develop a program for Stock Market Analysis which downloaded data from a remote mainframe for local processing and analysis - 10 years before the Internet did the same thing.

A major financial information company "Dow Jones & Co." decided to distribute this program. That gave me the financial security, and freedom, to retire to the tropical island of my dreams, at the age of forty. (Description of my lifestyle is given in "what I am doing with my life" section below.)

I have used an address in the states as my address on this site since proximity is used in Quiver/Quick Matches, as well as any searches I do. Sometimes a person is forced to be pragmatic. The nearby Caribbean Sea does not have a lot of English speaking mermaids who are members of OKcupid.

If you are disappointed by the fact we will begin as long-distant pen pals, be assured, it is the safest way to proceed. We must set the sails, we must get to know each other. You know nothing about me, except I said "I'm a nice guy." But over time our qualities, both positive and negative, will become apparent as we communicate and expose our inner being. While our bodies may not touch, our minds can. We can grow in intimacy, exploring every nook and cranny of each other's mind and soul. Being pen pals need not be the ultimate destination, it may only be the course we have charted to get there.

But the first step is to contact me and let me know you're interested. As I have said I am extremely shy, and it is unlikely I will reach out to you.
What I’m doing with my life
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I'm "retired", so the expectation is that I should just lay back, soak up the sun, and enjoy the good life. But being retired only means you no longer HAVE to do anything, it doesn't mean you no longer WANT to do anything. It means you have the freedom of choice, your life is not ruled by economic necessity.

I have no children of my own, but I am very concerned about what kind of world we are leaving for all our children. I am concerned about the human condition, and what is going on in the world around me. While technologically we are moving forward, we also seem to be moving backwards towards an ancient, primitive tribalism, controlled by superstition and fear. The combination of the two, is perhaps the greatest danger this world has ever faced.

While I am basically a beach bum, vegging out on some tropical island, I am writing a book that I describe in the section below: "I Spend A Lot of Time Thinking About." However, let me tell you about the life I invite you to share with me.

When I first retired to the Caribbean Islands, almost 20 years ago, I went to the Virgin Islands. Besides spending time in the sun working on my tan, I also became active in the community. I worked as a volunteer member of the government's "Planning Council" responsible for allocating and overseeing the Federal Block Grant for mental health and addiction services. I was qualified to serve since, as a Union officer (one of the many facets of my past life), I had made referrals of members to Rehab programs and had formal training in evaluating these programs and activities.

Then eight years later, I caught a severe case of rock fever (seeing and doing everything on a small island), so I moved to Cabarete in the Dominican Republic. Like the Virgin Islands, it also has beautiful, uncrowded palm tree laden beaches and crystal clear water for swimming, snorkeling, and scuba diving. However in addition, it is large enough to have mountains ("the Alps of the Caribbean"), with cascading Whitewater rivers for rafting, and trails alongside for horseback riding and hiking. During the mating season, I can watch male Whales rocket and perform their antics vying for the attention of the females. The natural beauty by which I am surrounded is incredible.

The living pace is also much slower and more relaxed than it is in the States. In the morning before going to a beach, less then 50 yards from my home, I relax in a hammock cooled by a tropical breeze, and watch the kites of the kite-surfers float and dance in a cloudless blue sky. If I am too lazy to walk 50 yards to the beach, I belly flop into my fresh water pool, and my housekeeper serves me lunch at noon. After the sunset, the beach clubs pulsate with a hot Latin beat as people dance the night away. For me, this is truly paradise.

I am a financially secure, but not rich, American expatriate who lives a lifestyle I could never replicate in the United States.

However, there is an itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny (yellow polka dot bikini) problem in my paradise. This is a non-English speaking country. It is impossible to have a real conversation about life (or tell ironic jokes) with the local women, since at best, they speak broken English and do not know the nuances of the language. The same is true about my mastery of Spanish. There is a large community of expatriates and the cable television has CNN, Fox, HBO and all the sports and Network channels in English. However, only a minority of the English-speaking expatriates here are women, and most of them are under 30 or married. That is why I joined OKcupid.

I have had a very good life, yet at this point there is also a certain amount of questioning. I realize that I have been incredibility lucky. This sounds corny, but it feels like someone has been looking out for me. In the back of my mind is the quote "To whom much is given, much is required" and I ask myself, if I paid my dues. Sure, I am charitable, but in my choices, I have mainly focused on myself. The fact that English is not the native language here limits my ability to do volunteer work in the community. Taking into consideration the gifts I was given, was I right to retire before age 40, and drop out. This is the age-old question of the duty to oneself in pursuit of a personal dream, versus the duty to the community at large. This is why I am driven to write my book.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
I guess this is where I get to toot my own horn. Yet, answering this calls to mind a silly little ditty my mother would tell me, whenever I was too pleased with myself as a child: "I love myself, I think I'm grand, when I go to the movies I hold my hand, I put my arm around my waist, and when I get fresh, I slap my face."

I guess what I am good at is dreaming, and attempting to make them come true for myself and others. There is nothing more important than giving someone hope, where they see none. Whether you succeed or not, you've given someone a gift that they will always value. I've got a little personal story about that.

My father was the stage carpenter for the original production of "Man of La Mancha". What is not widely known is that the Kennedy family were major angels (investors) for this show. It was about the redemptive power of idealism, and pursuing a dream. In many ways it was very personal for them. "Man of La Mancha" opened on November 22, 1965; the second anniversary of President John Kennedy's assassination. When his brother Bobby was also assassinated, the show was very slightly and inconspicuously changed. The following quote from Ted's eulogy for Bobby was added to the dialogue: "Some men see things as they are and say why? I dream things that never were and say why not?"

I will not go into it, but the show opened at a critical time for my family, as all my father's dreams were being threatened. Sometimes in the profession theatre, you can go for an extended period of time without a hit. Out of desperation, my father had accepted employment at a second rate "Broadway House", the "ANTA Washington Square Theatre". He did so because there was a new musical, "Man of La Mancha", scheduled to open there, and he could serve the dual roles of "Production Carpenter" and "Head House Carpenter", for this relatively bare-boned show.

Before the official opening , the show was not received very well. It was not located in the "Broadway" theatrical area, so it did not receive a lot of foot-traffic business. In previews, my father had to cover a number of empty seats in the audience because of that. There is nothing more depressing for an actor then looking at a half empty house.

But every night during this time of uncertainty, my father would come home and say "It's a really good show, and I just know it is going to be a hit." At that point, this possibility seemed more of a dream then a reality. But, what is a dream, but a belief and hope for the future. The morning after the show opened, when the reviews came in, I saw the effect of what happens when a dream proves not to be impossible. My father finally knew, that because of this show everything would be fine for his family. As you may know, the show went on to become the longest running musical at that time, and the song "The Impossible Dream" is a standard. Making hope possible for others became one of the guiding principles for my life.

When I was a union officer, I was able to help others in times of crisis because of sickness or disability. Often they came to me when the "system" had denied them, and they had no hope, and their dreams were about to be shattered. In some ways, they would remind me of my father when he did not know how things would turn out. I believe there is no such thing as an impossible dream if one is willing to focus, sacrifice, persevere, and work in order to achieve it. But above all, never give up hope. In helping them, I was also accomplishing my dream, and I felt that, in a way, I was paying homage to my father. My whole attitude was summed up by the following little prayer I had posted behind my desk at work.

I am here only to be truly helpful.
I am here to represent Him Who sent me.
I do not have to worry about what to say or what to do,
because He Who sent me will direct me.
I am content to be wherever He wishes,
knowing He goes there with me.
I will be healed as I let Him teach me to heal.

I guess I am also good at writing and speaking, after all most of my working life required me to communicate well. But as you have read my profile, you could also make a judgement about that. Although, it should be evident that when I am talking about a subject I am interested in (ie. myself on this site) I don't know when to shut up. I have been known to talk a person's ear off when expounding on a subject. I am not sure this is such a good thing.
The first things people usually notice about me
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My tranquility. I'm very calm and serene, nothing personally upsets me. I know I control how I interpret events, and being mad and upset only ruins my day, and does nothing to solve a problem. If another person tried to push my buttons and I react, I know I am giving them exactly what they are looking for. So why react at all.

However, when I see an injustice done to other defenseless people, I become a tiger. It surprises people that I am so passionate and such a crusader. There is nothing that gives me more pleasure then righting a wrong, when others think there is no hope.

My sense of humor which sees the irony in most things.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
Any listing I made would be affected by the fact I have not lived in the States for more then twenty years, so in many ways it would be dated.

I am open to any new experience, and will enjoy it to the max at the time I am experiencing it. But on the whole, you can not go wrong with those things that have earned the label "Classic."
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Of course, the basic necessaries of life: Clean air, clear water, good wholesome real food, a temperate climate, security and privacy in my own being. The things that are slowly disappearing in the United States today.

My cute little puppy dog (a Chihuahua) who is an endless wellspring of love and affection.

Love and friendship

My computer and internet

Laughter and joyful kidding

Learning new things

A good conversation

The small things that makes life so beautiful
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
While I am not dogmatically religious, I am very spiritual. I believe the universe is composed of material things and a spiritual component (such as the Mind) which can not be directly perceived. Scientific quantum theory says an observer's mind is necessary to force a possibility into an actuality. Hence the need for an observer before the existence of the material universe - A Creator's mind. But other then this, I know nothing.

I have never been able to understand, how beliefs about something we can know nothing about with any certainty, can cause so much pain. What made people believe: "9-11", "suicide bombing", "Jonestown", "Waco", murdering doctors who terminate unwanted pregnancy, and "the Inquisition" were expressions of God's will?

Since I spend so much time thinking about it, I would like to share some of my thoughts with you.

We live in a world dominated by fear. It is being ripped apart, and stands on the brink of destruction, because people attack, and demean others, when their beliefs about God differ. But who has ever seen God, the Creator of this beautiful universe.

Some say "God is a Spirit", "God is Love." But, God reveals Himself differently to each of us. "Stop judging, and you will never be judged. Stop condemning, and you will never be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven." Only this attitude will stop the downward spiral towards destruction and death that the world seems to be on.

I had only been a spectator, sitting on my beach, viewing a world divided by hate and fear. I would watch the images on TV, of all the broken, bloody bodies of small innocent children; and then, as I gazed out my window at local children playing, a cold shudder would go through me, and I would ask: Why God, why? I believe His small inner voice answered me, and told me that, maybe it is time to try to do more than ask. A God who is a Spirit, a God who is Love can act only through us.

Therefore, I am writing a book on the insanity of Religious Conflict. I ask you to join me in bringing it to fruition. If not for ourselves, then for all the innocent children.

Look at a little child, of any race, color, economic status, nationality, or religion. It knows only love, and is easily attached to everyone it meets. A child is innocent, and truly knows God. However, as it grows up, we teach it suspicion, fear, and hate. We teach a child to judge some people as good, and some as bad.

The wisest man who ever lived said we had it reversed, it was we, who had to learn from the children. "Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never get into the kingdom of heaven ... behold, the kingdom of God is within you."

The only way humanity will stop destroying humanity, is if we do our part to stop it. No matter how small and insignificant our part may seem to be, if we do nothing, who will.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
In some small way attempting to solve the problems of the world:
1) Spending time at home reading, or surfing the internet doing research on my book, or doing the actual writing of it. This is the most responsible, but least fun way to spend a Friday night.

2) Or I will gather with a few of my friends for a quiet Friday night dinner party, and a discussion of what is going on in the world. We should all be delegates to the UN.

3) But sometimes, I will go out with my friends, check out the local entertainment in town, and party hardy. In this way, as tough as it is, I am helping the local economy, and therefore ultimately, the world economy.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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So this is where I talk about my deep dark secret that controls my subconscious, and will illuminate everything in my profile.

I think in many ways, our pets exhibit unconditional love better then we do. When I walk into a room my little puppy dog (a Chihuahua), wags her tail, jumps up and down, gives me kisses, and runs around in excited little circles. I always know my dog is glad to see me. This display of affection always gives me a great deal of joy. (See link http://youtu.be/lJ7AfSO2fKs )

I can only imagine how joyous I would feel if a woman did the same. (Well, not exactly the same, just the human equivalent). There is nothing wrong with a display of affection, communicating and letting a person know they are loved and appreciated. I would love to wag my tail (?), jump up and down, give kisses, and run around in excited little circles for you.
You should message me if
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You should message me for most any reason you would like (including but not limited to):

You started to read my profile last night, and wanted to thank me for a good night's sleep.

You work for the Hallmark card company, and you would like to offer me a job writing bad poems.

You are a psychologist who is offering to do some pro-bono work with me, since you need another case study to finish the book you are writing about really strange people.

You would like to tell me what is wrong with my profile and how i can improve and cut it. Thoughtful criticism is always welcomed. Saying nice things is welcomed even more.

You think I might be an interesting person to know, and maybe establish some type of relation with. Even if only pen-pals. Who knows what will come of it.

You want to discuss or debate any of the ideas or things expressed in my profile.

Definitely contact me if you think I might find you to be an interesting person, "you think outside the box." I delight in meeting people who are different from me in any aspect. After all, variety is the spice of life.

Even if you are not interested in me personally, I still would welcome any help you would be willing to give me on my book. Any type of critique is helpful.

You have nothing better to do and you just want to engage in some idle chit-chat. Including what the meaning of "is" is, and why is the sky blue.

Thank you for your kind attention in reading all this, I know this profile was too long.