In an earlier life, a woman once remarked to me that it was good to meet a man who was proud enough of his name to write it so others could read it. I don’t know if she was flirting or not but, as you can see, I remember her telling me this.

Last Friday while being introduced to a woman, she shook my hand more firmly than I anticipated. Then she held my hand with both of hers and said, "Oh, my. Big hands."  I don't know if she was flirting or not either. I imagine I will remember her also for telling me this.

It is good to be older and complimented by women.

"Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never is, but always to be blest."- Alexander Pope