Eleven women versus one male. Today at brunch that was the score. Me in one booth…three women in the booth in front of mine; six women in a booth opposite that both, and two women in a booth across my left shoulder. All these women were elderly, I imagine widows, their husbands in another world. Yet, it is remarkable how women get together to commiserate with one another. You will seldom, if ever, see that amount of men get together to enjoy a meal and talk about whatever they talk about. Me, I was married twice (if you call it that) my first marriage was illegal. The pretty girl I married was not free to marry anyone. Three years later I found papers that revealed this woman was not free to marry…she still had a divorce from her first husband pending. No matter, I still had to go through a lot of legal stuff to get the marriage annulled. My second marriage (to another pretty girl) lasted two weeks short of thirty nine years. Evelyn accompanied me to many of our NAWCC meetings, regionals and conventions. It was a fruitful, happy marriage, though we never had any offspring. I regret that, but six-seven months later as a widower I adopted two cats. Frankie Weiss and the first Johnnie…this was joy in a life that had become dull with Evelyn's loss. Getting back to eleven women versus one man…at my age, I have outlived both former wives…I'm positive none of the eleven women were older than in their early or middle eighties or younger…in sixty one days I will have reached my 99[SUP]th[/SUP] birthday and plan to have a shindig for my 100 years of life, December 11, 2015. Even today…I am fairly sure…I am the second oldest member ever of the National Association of Watch and Clock Collectors. Come December 11[SUP]th[/SUP] next year, I will be the second NAWCC member to ever reach 100 years of life. That's quite a goal to strive for.