It was June 14, 1985 ... a Friday night (and my payday) in a swank nightclub full of Hollywood types in Beverly Hills. I was a regular at this place and was used to seeing plenty of eye-candy there. Then, out of the blue, the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen walked in the door and my jaw hit the floor. Long story, but I was actually able to speak with her. Long story made MUCH shorter, a one-night stand became permanent. She spent the night and next thing I knew, we were moving her clothes into my place! It's been 38 years now and like any relationship, we've had our ups and downs (I'll admit, the downs were usually my fault), but we've persevered. Today is our 38th "anniversary" and we'll be celebrating at our favorite Brazilian steakhouse. She had just turned 27 years old when we met (I was 33) and to mark our 38th, she received her first Social Security check today! Ha ha ha ha! Who'da thunk it?
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