Bored with high school I goofed off and barely graduated with a C minus. This meant that I would be more than likely drafted into the military so I decided to enlist in the Army in 1967.
Through the Army I went to Vietnam, Cambodia, Taiwan, Thailand, the Philippines, Japan and Korea. After my honorable discharge I enrolled in college and graduated at the top of my class. Growing up in an upper middle class milieu with cotillions and tennis lessons I guess I could consider myself well bred, well educated and well exposed to the world. But I wasn’t done yet.
After college and marriage I lived in Paris, France and stayed there for seven years, awestruck daily by the beauty and architecture and of course the language which I learned well enough to become a translator. While I lived in Paris I traveled to Holland, Spain, Greece, Italy and Tunisia. On the island of Djerba in Tunisia I rode an Arabian horse bareback on the beach without a saddle and a just a rope for reins. We drove from Paris to Athens going through Switzerland and Italy and camping out on Corfu to watch the butterflies. In Paris I learned to cook in an amateurish sort of way and appreciate wine in a grateful sort of way. I have been blessed, so blessed, with the three most beautiful and intelligent children in the entire world. My son married an Italian woman from Geneva and just returned from Iraq after a tour with the U.S. Army. That’s my beautiful grandson in the picture that was taken at Christmas 2007. My newest grandson, seen here in the hospital with me, just arrived on April 21st, a present from my youngest daughter. My middle child, a gorgeous girl, graduated from Boston College and then spent a year in China. She came back from a year in Paris just recently and I'm pleased as punch to have her back. My youngest daughter, a true daddy’s girl, lives in the next town and wants to be a graphic artist and a dog groomer. They will all succeed as they have my confidence and self assuredness. My most recent photo is me with my grandson in his brand new Easter green suit on April 24, 2011.
I grow weary reading profile after profile all saying that they are looking for that special someone to cuddle with on rainy days and snuggle with while watching a movie. Snuggling and cuddling, while nice and all, they are not deal makers or breakers nor should they be mandatory. Silence does not need to be filled with talk as sometimes it's just nice to think.
I would like to hear from likeminded women who are also ready to bleed from their eyes if they read one more profile that says he’s as good looking in jeans as he is in a tuxedo. I know I am ready to if I read one more woman’s profile that says “I look as good in a cocktail dress as I do in jeans” or “I’m a glass half full kind of gal”. An offbeat sense of humor, a conservative point of view, a wise look and some wrinkles would be nice to meet. Short hair is always cool as is salt and pepper. I have to wear a tie at work so on the weekends I enjoy jeans and a tee shirt with sneakers. I will have my football and my winter Olympics, sans figure skating. The History Channel, the Discovery Channel, and Guy Fieri rock. Comparing travel notes would be fun I think as business has taken me to Mexico, England and Chile. One of my biggest thrills was watching the sun burn off the clouds from the Andes.
I would describe myself as slow to smolder, possessing an acute sense of what justice should be, always on the side of the underdog, passionate about many things and having a self-deprecating sense of humor. My dining room table is full of books and magazines but I can clean it off if company shows up.