By Florane, January 29, 2019 — It was 1978, I had three children and I was newly divorced. I had broken it off with a boyfriend and wanted to try something new. So I decided to go to the Single Parent’s Society dance in hopes of meeting a nice man. I can’t remember what I was wearing but I know it was summer time. I remember walking in and looking around. Some people were dancing, others drinking refreshments, and then I saw this guy. He was wearing a two-piece suit with a vest. I said to myself, I’m going to ask him to dance. I walked up to him, I think he told me he wasn’t a good dancer, I don’t remember the exact conversation but he seemed nice and we talked and laughed for a while. And this is funny, I soon found out he didn’t have any children, he just came with a friend who told him this was a good place to meet women. Anyway, he drove me home and said he would see me again. I thought, maybe.
Now remember, I was an older woman with children, not the ideal pick for most men. I worked three jobs at the time. A full time job at a high school, and I taught English at Camden County and Philadelphia Community College. I was very busy working and raising three children, I needed someone who would welcome my hectic lifestyle. We dated for a bit and he asked me how many children I had. I told him I had two, but I really had three. This was really weird for me because I don’t usually lie, but I didn’t want to lose the opportunity to see this guy. Finally I thought this lying couldn’t go on, and I told him my age and he didn’t seem to care at all! I said, this doesn’t bother you? He said, of course not. I felt so relieved and I eventually opened up about my family. My children just adored him; I think they liked him more than they liked me. We eventually married. He was a great husband back then and he still is today.
