I understand that net has many positive aspects. One of them is ability to communicate quickly across territorial boundaries and to connect with friends and family all over world. I like e-mailing my children when I know it is too late to call them knowing that when they awaken they will have a “letter” from mom. I like knowing I can contact my husband, or he me, if we are apart. I like all information I can disseminate and find so very quickly. I like easy sense of camaraderie and community I have with colleagues who belong to same organizations that I do or who live far away. There are all kinds of things I like about net.

And All Those Who Will Someday Be Over Fifty

Part One of Two

Every six seconds, an American man or woman enters sexual wilderness of life after 50. There are close to 60 million of us in our mid-50s and beyond. We are boomers, seniors, wise and sexy elders. We crisscross and belong to all walks of life. At no point in course of history have we lived so long and expected so much of human relationships. Yet when it comes to sex, we remain somewhere between gray and dark ages.

Many of us are lost souls, aging in a society that still worships Pepsi generation bombarded by images of 20-something, wafer-thin beauties and studs with pecs that we can no longer match. Young people remind us in their dances that sex is "dirty"— torrid and grinding. We may have our moments, but surely there must be a more gentle, affectionate, caring sexuality appropriate to our age. Viagra cannot be only answer.

At age 49, I was walking with man I was dating, ambling along a lovely rural road. In distance we saw a couple perhaps in their nineties walking slowly, holding hands. Studying them on quiet country road, he turned to me and said, "if we are fortunate, that will be us — in bed as well as walking”. I knew I wanted to age with wisdom, and companionship, love and sex. A good man was getting harder to find. A hard man, for whom both love and sex mattered, was getting even harder to find. I married him.