"Right there in the middle of my goat cheese salad I saw them coming towards me. One of them I recognized. She started talking and wouldn't stop. She was trying to fix me up with her friend, a recent widow, and was about as subtle as a ton of bricks!"
I softly asked him what happened next and he relayed that he politely said he was still in mourning and quietly went back to enjoying his meal. He then chuckled and said, "You know why they all want me don't you?" I waited patiently for him to finish his thought. "Beyond the fact that I am handsome, fit and a great dancer...I can drive at night!"
At eighty-two he's still got it.