I am 49 and a widower for 8 years. Some people consider me the preverbial nice guy. Unfortunately, it seems like nice guys finish last. I still believe in romance, openning doors for my date, giving up my chair for a lady.... I love children but never had an opportunity have any of my own.
I am a very active person who likes to go out and challenge himself. When I have the time I like to mountain and road bike, cross country and downhill ski, and occasionally scuba dive. I am still losing, what I like to refer to as, my widower weight and like to go to the gym.
When anybody needs anything they know they can come to me for help. Sometimes I spread myself too thin, but what the hell, what are friends for.
I am very laid back and my friends tell my nothing seems to phase me. Which is true, it takes a lot to get me angry and rattle my cage. Why be mad when it doesn't change anything, just stresses you out. I love sarcasm and playful banter. If you can't take a joke or are really PC we probably won't get along. I believe everybody should just lighten up and not be afraid to laugh at themselves.