Denver

My turn! The arcade here and then up on the cliffs.

Under the Hunnington Beach Pier at midnight, summer of 84. Her name was Peg.

I can't say that I've had an amazing date, at least one I can remember. Lame.

6/30/1996

A hike on the Appalachian trail in TN.

Key West, FL where I fell in love. Unfortunately, the reality of our situations (distance, temperament) could not be overcome. I don't regret it however and will always cherish the memories. What was so special, you ask? Chemistry with a capital C.

In November 2017, a medical doctor flew his small plane to Wenatchee, WA to take me to lunch. "Can we go for a plane ride?" I asked. "Where do you want to go?" he asked.

"Let's fly west to Leavenworth and to Stevens Pass," I suggested. "I want to see the snow at high alpine lakes where I love to hike. Then let's fly east to Lake Wenatchee and up the beautiful Napeequa Valley."

It was a glorious, sunny day with blue skies. Mountains were shining with snow. He loved my joy and happy feet as we flew over the mountains. He put the plane on auto-pilot and we kissed in the air. "I have never flown this way before," he said. "This is spectacular!"

That hour-long flight was an ecstatic and wonderful experience. I will never forget it.

Photo: Mt. Rainier (14,127' wrapped by the Enchantments.

That's a hard one. Had a great date that led to wonderful kissing session but second one got cancelled and never talked to him again.

On my face