First...this is fun (I think). My heritage is Italian through and through; born and raised in Chicago, Illinois. Like many Americans of my time, we, unfortunately, did not learn to speak Italian from our parents. Lo and behold....four years ago I decided, "Basta!!" I have been leaning bit by bit ever since and now manage ok. Far from fluent...but in Italy they love my efforts. I admit, I have no desire to remarry. But, i also admit, I'd really like ONE good man in my life.....one on one, totally committed to each other. We could be just good friends....we could be just great travel partners....we could speak Italian together (or you could aid and abet my learning process of the language)....we could be La Scopa partners (or even Briscola)....we could cook a meal together....we could laugh and just enjoy life. Are you that man??