I actually hired the recipient of attention in the picture below, I'm pretty sure, but it was on the order of at least 30 years ago; the guy refused payment. We went on a couple of subsequent dates, and heads did spin when we walked down the street together - and I'm sure it wasn't because of me. His name was Myles, and he was a total sweetheart. He loved horseback riding - for real - and moved to Santa Barbara, and I lost track of him.