One sage 94-year-old, Eileen, had some particularly succinct advice for her granddaughter Katie O’Connor.“Cheer up," she told her, adding with a chuckle, "you’ll meet a big man one day and you won’t know what to do with him." She also told Katie to steer clear of men from Mayo, in the west of Ireland, because they're "too small." "They aren't up to your shoulder," she said with a smile.
“If they’re more than 5 miles away, they don’t want to drive.” “Yes, they want you drive to them,” Gail says.
“They don’t want to drive because maybe they can’t at night, so they want to have lunch. “If it’s not close to at least a year, I don’t want to bother with them.
“You just weren’t into him.” When it comes to dating, most twentysomethings want to leave their family — and their advice — out of it. Heartbroken over the end of a four-year relationship, the lower East Side resident, now 26, decided to jump into online dating — and managed to convince her granny to give it a try as well. He just wasn’t marriage material, Granny suggested.
There was the man so shy he could barely speak, and a smug, self-professed “globetrotter” who had barely traveled and insulted her job at the time, being a cocktail waitress.
The West Palm Beach resident, now 77, agreed to have dinner with a man who joked she should pick up the tab on the second date.
When that date rolled around, he ordered the most expensive dishes on the menu and insisted she pay up.
Or they’ll have coffee in the afternoon.” That’s not always easy for Gail, who says she feels young and likes to “do things and go places.” Even in the senior dating pool, the eternal problem of the younger woman persists. Let them go through their mourning.” As for Stollak working as a TV writer and cheerfully dating, though not online.
“A man my age is interested in a woman in her 60s,” granny says. Now it’s usually through people in her building or men her friends fix her up with. When she goes out, advice from Granny Gail always rings in her head: “You never want to be with someone who doesn’t want to be with you,” she recites.
“We were wasting time wallowing on the sidelines,” Stollak writes. Six weeks later, she was pregnant, and two years after that her husband admitted cheating on her.