Yea I know what you mean , it was real special when I first met Jakes eyes, he was and baby faced. I was tending bar his first words to me were, 'your beautiful'. Which I replied 'I need some ID and I already have 3 kids and not looking for another one. His brothers were there they came in together daily for lunch this time Jake was with them, said he old enough. Jake didn't want me to know how young he was.
I had a neighbor, who was a hairstylist, and he had done a curly on my hair but after he finished it it was a fried afro. He put me under some lights, and said I will be back in a couple of minutes, you will see some steam, but not to worry, it's only steam, well later he came running in screaming "old my" and snatched the lights away looking scared. I was still smoking without the lights. It wasn't pretty, to say the least, and I had figured this guy does Wet Willy the whole band's hair, so he must be good. After that, is when I got to meet Marie, and she did tell me, she already had three kids and didn't need another after I had just told her how beautiful she was. I didn't let that stop me though. I figured I would pretend to be older than I was, and so she thought I was 27 until I turned 27, and she said let me see your driver's license you've been 27 for four years now, what's going on?
We were working at the same software company in LA, in the mid 80s. It was a DoD project--Minuteman missile launch control.
We were proof opposites attract both had some changes to make for sure. You became a great step father and later grandfather aka Papa. Now a great grand Papa.
I don't believe I ever had a specific "type" as far as looks. I consider a lot of different looking men attractive, but what I find more appealing are their personality, sense of humor, and intelligence.
Ha ha. Not much to tell really. I didn't really like him that much in the beginning. He was trying to hard to impress me, which I wasn't impressed by at all. Then he did. Then we married. And 45 years later, there are some days I still wonder what the hell was I thinking.