Dear Annie: I am a 64-year-old male with decent looks and average height. I’m a few pounds overweight, but I am not sloppy. I was married before, but have not had very much luck when it comes to the fairer sex. What sets me apart are two very obvious facts: One, I am disabled. When a woman looks at me, she focuses on my cane. Two, I live in a senior complex on a limited income from social security.
It doesn’t matter that I can offer a woman warmth, tenderness, kindness and love. Once more, I have been used and dumped by woman who promised the moon and then shattered my lonely heart. I have had enough. I am tired. I just wanted you to know that there is one nice guy left out here.