First Time For Everything
So Martha says, “Joan, there’s this guy that is a patient (at her dentist office) that Jackie and I think should ask you out. Can I give him your number?”
Me: Did you tell him I killed two husbands?
Mar: Ha.
Me: Oh, go ahead. Who would call a 57 year-old, twice-widowed librarian?
Two weeks later he called and asked if I would like to meet for dinner at Hall’s on the River (close to where he works–he’s the curator for the new museum at Fort Boonesborough). I said ok. I’ve never been on a blind date.
Me: So when I come in, where should I look?
Jerry: Just ask the hostess. They all know me.
Me: I’ve never done this before.
Him: Me either.
Last night I went. (I never do things like this.) He was nice. He teaches at the community college as well–Art 100 and Art 101 (Drawing). He’s really a conservator, but when he comes in to do that job, he frequently gets hired as curator. He did the new Cincinnati museum. He knows a lot. He’s a re-enactor. He lives in Monterrey.
Me: So did Martha tell you I killed two husbands?
Him: No, she said you were a widow.
Me: Twice.
Him: Were there guns involved?