I'm an aspiring writer and full-time college student!
He was handsome. Not in the modern sense, but more in the way of my grandparent's era. I remember looking at my grandmother's yearbook and thinking, "Oh! These men are weirdly mature and very scrumptious." I told myself that's just how young men were made in the '50s. Not so much in my mother's yearbook, now that I think back to it. All of those guys looked ragged and poodle-esque. Maybe I just like old-fashioned.