Dear Queenie,
I saw your column for Wednesday, January 2, and I didn’t even read your reply but hook me up.
I’m an educated, pretty boy (so I’m told) who doesn’t believe he’s pretty, so I know that whatever woman lets me into her life I’m not doing her a favor. I have nearly always dated older women for their perceived maturity, but somehow even they end up being childish.
I do not play with feelings and I do not raise my hands on women, so I expect the same consideration in return.
I believe body and mind are one so I work out both: reading up on Black historical figures, in fact I just started reading the biography of Eunice Carter, and I just joined a gym and regularly go on long walks.
You know, just forward my email to “Still single” and she can take it from there. If you want to publish my email you can, but no names.
That’s it, Queenie, I shot my shot, the ball is in her court.—Educated pretty boy
Dear Pretty Boy,
My column is not a dating service. I do not publish or give out any information about people who write letters to me.
You should have read my reply to “Still single,” because my advice to her applies to you, too, so I repeat it here for you:
You need to meet a lot of women, many of whom will not meet your requirements, to meet a few who do meet them. Go places, including stopping by a bar or two for “happy hour” and maybe flirting with one or two of the other patrons. Throw parties for your friends and let them know what kind of woman you are looking for so if they know one they can bring her with them. Join a service club and/or community service organisation – not all the female members will be married or otherwise “attached” – and one of them might even be “Still Single.
And keep in mind that “uneducated” is not the same as “stupid.”
