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I had no idea how popular he was to become; lots of women pursued him.

Of course, he did what he didn't do, except on special occasions when my mother was alive, which was to wear his dentures, which were fairly uncomfortable.

He was a handsome young man, but when he aged, well, not so much.

He met ultimately, and married, a marvelous woman, who, although I was in my twenties when I served as his best man, I regarded as my stepmother. I called her "Mom," not out disrespect to my real mother, who I also loved, but because she loved my father so much, and by extension, me, as if I were one of her own 5 sons. (She's still alive, in her 90's, and when I can, I go to see her. My father's been dead for over 30 years.) After he married my stepmother, of course, the dentures were mostly in a drawer, except on special occasions.

Good for you to be dating. May you love again.

(I told my wife that when I kick off, she should try to pick up men at my funeral; she doesn't like it, but it's what I think.)