From this site, I've dated one guy that I drove 100 miles to meet. We had a nice dinner, a few laughs, and I thought it went pretty well for a first date until we walked into the parking lot. He said, "Goodbye, Sweetie!", got into his car and drove off, leaving me standing in the parking lot. He didn't even walk me to my car. The end. Period.

Dear Circuitrider,

You are in my thoughts and prayers at this difficult time. I lift you and Clark, Jr. up in prayer. May the Lord surround you with guardian angels and cover you with the blood of Jesus for total healing: physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Clark, Jr. is at peace with God. I ask for you to have inner peace. The Lord will strengthen you during this time of loss and carry you over the rough spots. He will dry your tears and heal your heart. It will take time but Jesus is walking beside you and holding your hand.

You have my deepest sympathy.

June

I'm reading "The Fall of the Knights Templar" by Robyn Young. The last in a trilogy. Fascinating and pretty bloody.

At last! A teleportation device. The man of my dreams has arrived at last from the 13th century. Yea!

The Youth Corps will be next where they all sing the songs to their beloved Obama and hold up their little books with all his warm sayings in it.

The 50+ guys seem to want a young lady while the men 35-45 want an older lady. Which can be good!

Me, too! Disappointed once again!