Howdy. Name's Paul. I'm the kind of guy who digs playing classical guitar on the beach on summer nights. I like the way moonlight makes the world feel. I hear the call of the wild, and I have found the loneliness of "the road less traveled" to be sweet. I love God, and I do my best to serve Him. I am altogether terrified of getting old, and at the same time, I am altogether looking forward to it. I will not let time silence the fire and verve of living. I want to earn every wrinkle, scar, and gray of old age, that every ache and pain might be a story for my grandkids. For "From sweet roving comes sweet rest, after all, home's best. . . " (Robert Service, The Rover) . I was a wildland firefighter for a few years, and I spent a summer running a chainsaw in Alaska. God only knows where my hat will hang this year- and I really dig that feeling. I love my life. I play guitar, I prospect and pan for gold, I read, I travel. I take time to watch sunsets, drive to the ocean, hike and watch the leaves change color. I have long conversations with Dogs, trees, and furniture, and I like to tinker and make things with my hands. Most of all, I am bound and determined not to lose my enthusiasm for all things new and beautiful. I prefer to live in towns of less than 100 people, I don't really have a favorite color, and I dig road trips. I play the Ukulele in public, and I know the taste of gasoline.
I'd like to meet a woman with depth and intelligence. Someone with passion, verve, and panache. Frankly, I can't shake the feeling that I'm the last living romantic. I'm looking for someone wholesome and fun, who'll teach me to dance in the moonlight; with eyes as expressive as a symphony, and a smile that can light a cave. Someone articulate, someone to nap in a hammock with; someone for whom I can play classical guitar while she falls asleep. Until then. ..