John Duvall

Mm-hmm. That's down around Fort Knox, isn't it? It's about 30 miles as a crow flies south of Fort Knox.

Big disc score. I had a dance partner. You did? Mm-hmm. She was about 10 years older than I was. She had her own boyfriend.

Made it kind of nice because we would go out there and really do our thing and had our little costumes on. Had costume? Exactly. What kind of costume? Oh, I had like a tuxedo shirt with tuxedo pants and suspenders. Oh.

My partner had a nice fiscal dress. And we would do our thing and she would go sit with her boyfriend. And then this was what was so great about 79 and 80.

Come over and ask me to dance instead of having it the other way around. I surely thought you were good, probably. I made them all feel like Ginger Rogers. And they loved me for it. They loved me so well, increased my dating about maybe five to ten times a week.

Country western scene came in. He just changed the music.

Cotton Eye Joe. I didn't really like it, Chuck. I didn't like it because disco was so sweet and the way we turn and touch dancing. And this was all, hey, jerk them around, cowboy. I didn't like it.

In fact, I get sore arms from dancing with some of the cowgirls, and so I didn't like that. I bruised easily, Chuck.

Well, I'm still meeting some women at bars and places like that, and they seem to be a lot different than they did back in the early 80s and the late 70s. They're more cold and callous, and in fact, they seem like they're more ugly.

I don't know. Well, it's really hard to say. Maybe I could be getting older, too.

I was stating before that we're younger, getting older, too, and we're all getting older. We're all getting older.

Well, I rewrite this. This poetry is my own, and I write it. And normally on a date, if I recite the poetry, I'll recite a poem about myself. Roses are red.

I'm getting older. How about you? I don't know what I'm like. It's like a self-portrait poem.

I'll recite her a poem that I wrote to one of my last loves.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. It works every time. I don't mention her name or anything like that. You don't say. To Helen. I do have one poem that I have a blank in it.

I went over to pick Ellen up.

She invited me in. And I go, you know, into the house right there, and she looked very nice. The beautiful blue eyes, which she corrected me, the turquoise eyes. Very nice. And, uh... Very nice. It was... Let's put it, everything, we're in the right places. Absolutely. That's good, Josh. Boat the ice. Yeah. And I get in. So we've got to give her a chance to put the rose water.

And she had to water some of her other plants. So I kind of went on a little tour.

And we get into this one room, and she opens up the door, and I'm noticing some of the art that she does. She's a fantastic artist. Is she? Nice paintings. Just one painting, though. Nice paintings. We're talking life-size male nude.

And there, I saw it.

I mean, you know, am I here and somewhere's right now? You know, I don't know.

He's a very good artist. And I mean, we're talking detail in some areas, if you know what I mean.

A lot of hair under the arm. Exactly.

So, uh... I recite a couple of poems, one about myself, and then that one special poem that I referred to earlier.

I can't believe it. Okay, so what happened next? Okay, well, we leave there, and we caught something to eat, and then we went back to her place. You caught something to eat?

Yeah. And she invited me in, and I had to get my, I had to let the jacket right there, and it happened to be in her bedroom. Wait, hold on. What happened to the rest of the date? I know.

So, obviously, I had to go get my jacket. And I got my jacket, and we got back to the door. And so far, all we've really done is maybe hold hands because we don't want to rush these good dates.

And so I said, well, I'll give her a little peck on the lips, you know. And a little peck on the lips got a little bit more, a little bit more. This jacket's really getting heavy on my arm.

John hasn't been to a gym ever. Falls to the floor. And just so happens there's a chair there. Because you get tired if you stand up very long. When do you get tired if you stand up very long?

On the chair and we're still kissing. And we thought, well, this has been such a nice time. Maybe it's time to cool it. No, she thought this has been a nice time. Maybe it's time to cool it. That's basically when the date ended.

We both agree.