Bridget, I loved your story (I’m a hopeless sucker for love stories), right up until the point that I got to see “the most horrific, creepy-looking porn-stache I have ever laid eyes upon” in the photo.

Which looks almost identical to the regulation mustache I had for most of my career in the Navy.

Hrmph.

Okay, yes, that time period was, indeed, the ’80s, so… but seriously? “Creepy-looking”?

I’d say he cuts a fine, distinguished, indeed even handsome figure (especially with his full head of hair, which was thinning on me even back then).

Still. Excellent story up to that point.