Since signing up to some dating sites, I have sometimes edited my “about me” profiles. An autobiography is not the idea. Never mind bloated narratives, and self serving aggrandizing. When someone asks, I’ll answer. So, the basics. I’m a hetero male, 73 years of age, retired and living on social security. I’m not living the lifestyle to which I would like to be accustomed, but none the less, doing well. I’ve been divorced once, and remained mostly unattached until an accidental relationship between a lady and I evolved. Relationships are not spontaneous, they evolve. A duality of minds is of greater importance than physical needs and desires. About 15 years later, cancer took her. Because of my own health stuff (CHF) I really expected to be first to the crematorium. Life is indeed unpredictable. She’s been gone nearly 4 years, but the companionship need remains. Relationship replacements do not exist, each is unique. There is only moving forward, and the thrill from encountering and knowing a special, and individual lady. Have I set the bar too high? Dang, I sure hope not.