Yeah, I may be older... but I'm not that flavor of "old."
> First Wife - after eight years of on/off relationships, we finally married when we were 34... and I was widowed by age 35. I married her knowing she was ill; we had high hopes she'd beat the disease. However, the disease had other plans and took her out before we made it to one anniversary. That experience reshaped me in more ways than I can enumerate.
> Second Wife - after 14+ years of relationship and 11+ years of marriage, I was dumped at age 49, divorced six years later. It's a long story; she swears Mr. Catalyst had nothing to do with the timing of the breakup.
> Via Wife 2.0, I have two sons who turned 18 and 20 this year (2013). Note: having two sons that age means I don't have much cash left to play with, let alone survive (child support, health coverage for them plus me, and now both are in college. By next spring, I may be negotiating with the cat for which one of us gets the first bite of her food).
Minor Update: this self-summary used to state I don't own a car; that is now inaccurate. I'm once again part of the world of individually mobile citizens with oppressive car costs.