RAD: Foxy Silver in These Foolish Things

Name: Foxy Silver

Introduction Platform: A mutual friend! Right before the first lockdowns were in place in early March, I went to a little happy hour party for my friend Terri and there was a woman there who asked me if I’d ever consider dating an older guy… well, how much older? Quite a bit older (I believe he’s 66), but she also showed me his picture and he’s super attractive and clearly adventurous! So I was like, why the hell not? So here we are, nearly four months later!

Age: 66, I think

Relationship Status: Divorced 2.5 years. Three kids, seven grandkids!!! His family is so close-knit that that they do all of their vacations together – including his ex-wife. May be a little too close for comfort for me. Not sure. Need more info to figure this one out.

Job: CFO for large local hospital

Lives: In the rich ‘burbs. Burbs looking better and better to me lately.

Length of Date: 2 hours

We Did: Met for dinner at an outdoor patio situation. I’d expressly stated before we met that I would not eat at an indoor restaurant nor would I hug him, shake his hand or otherwise get within 6 feet of him. I told him it was not him, it was me. He was okay with that. I’m glad I told him all of that ahead of time because even though he works for a major hospital (he’s not an MD), he is the kind of guy who is extremely friendly and also looks to be potentially touchy-feely. Dinner was lovely! It was a beautiful evening – not too hot – and the place is super charming. He did a great job picking out a place that was close to me.

He Looked: He is extremely handsome and in amazing shape. Foxy Silver fits him. He has pure white hair and ice blue eyes and a dazzling smile. He was wearing a golf shirt with his hospital logo on it (he’d come from a meeting at the hospital) and khaki pants. Didn’t see the shoes as I walked right up to the table. He stood up and then we both sat down.

I Looked: Wore a new summery sundress with a vintage floral print that I’m not sure I love. Sandals. Mask that I took off during our whole visit. I know my makeup was a mess – first because I don’t even know how to apply it anymore, but secondly, I was trying to wear pretty red lipstick to match the floral print, the kind that’s kind of permanent that won’t come off on a mask or when you eat, etc. Somehow I’d gotten it on way too thick and I think it was cakey. My lips bothered me the whole date.

Convo: Getting-to-know-you stuff. It was pretty superficial. I told him about a condo I’d just looked at before our meeting (another story) and how my search is going. He told me about his very large family and how close they are. It was nice and we laughed a few times. He’s got that kind of humor that is full of dumb dad jokes and I find that endearing. He’s a doting grandpa. I don’t know how I feel about that. Only because he clearly wants to spend alllll his free time with his kids. Well, not 100% of his time – I know he plays tennis and golf and does yoga and spends a lot of time on his boat. So.

High Point: He’s suuuuuchhh a nice fella. Like, genuinely so kind and sweet and made me feel safe.

Low Point: The date made me feel old.

How It Ended: It ended rather abruptly as dates during this time tend to. There was no hug/kiss goodbye – it was more like, OKAY BYEEEEEE. And then we parted and I walked around the restaurant to the back and I think he walked through the place.

Chances Are: Not sure at all. I’m giving it a 50% chance he asks me out again simply because I didn’t get a feel and I think he thinks I’m paranoid because I’m scared of the virus, scared of my neighborhood and scared of people in general. I don’t disagree with that impression.

Date Rating: A solid B+