Hi folks,
I’m constantly amazed by seemingly endless peculiarities and affectations individuals’ present when in environs outside of their normal routines.
For example, I'm really getting tired observing the opposite sex in their native element...dimly lit bars, tight fitting jeans, 3 layers of foundation. All this punctuated with a toothy artificially whitened smile. Women sure have become proficient in the art of hunting...hunting men, that is. Where did I fall off the boat that I missed the fact a women's role is to be the 'gatherer', not the 'hunter'? I'm thinking, "Not anymore, kiddo, the 'weaker' sex has metamorphed into something I'm not familiar with anymore". Roll reversal, you bet! I'm convinced that I've become more passive the older I get in my relationship with the opposite sex, the ‘gatherer’, if you will. I surmise this 'condition' is more a result of diminished testosterone, than some behavioral change. What the hell else could it be, right? In any case, my alpha-male persona of 'yesteryear ago' seems to have found an untimely death.
C'ya next week
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Hi - I think I remember you. Were you stationed at Chanute AFB near Rantoul, IL in 1969? If so, please let me know. I went out with a "Rick Danuser" a few times in '69 and early '70. We met at a dance at Chanute in probably Oct. of '69. My name, at the time was Diane Dahms. I have an ancient pic of myself on my facebook page, circa 1978.
It's gotta be you!
By the way - I was attending Millikin University (in Decatur,IL at the time.
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