Seventy-year-old bachelor George never believed in love at first sight – until he met high school senior Jessica at the library. Their unlikely romance blossomed over poetry and ice cream, culminating in a small beachside wedding. Friends questioned the May-December relationship, but George insisted true love transcends age.
After their Florida honeymoon, George’s poker night crew demanded details. “The salt air, the moonlight strolls,” George reminisced, “and the passion – we nearly made love constantly!” His friend Mike spat out his whiskey. “Constantly? At seventy?” George nodded solemnly. “Nearly on Monday. Came very close again on Tuesday…” The room erupted in laughter as George calmly dealt the next hand, proving some jokes improve with age – just like fine wine and beautiful young brides.
