I've recently relocated here to the sunshine state. I've worked here for about 11 months during the 2004 and 2005 hurricane seasons as a FEMA inspector. Now I'm down here for good. I'm an upbeat guy that isn't very complicated. I love and miss my daughters back in Michigan more than anything. You might find find me in the woods, I've been known to go there searching for solitude and an occasional golf ball. That sound you hear could be me tapping on this keyboard or strumming my guitar. You may see me at Duffy's with my Red on rooting for the Wings, or sporting my rally cap cheering on the Tigers. I've spent some time with those girls gone wild triplets at the beach a couple of summers ago. You may have heard about them, Katrina, Rita and Wilma. Most every weekend, I can be spotted Calvary Chapel. Who knows, I may even get lucky someday and be found with my arms around you.

I saw this poem one day while searching the web. It hits home for me.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I am saved"
I'm whispering "I get lost!"
"That is why I chose this way."

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I don't speak with superiority and pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need Jesus to be my guide.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
and pray for strength to carry on.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
and cannot ever pay the debt.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
my flaws are too visible
but God believes I'm worth it.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartaches
which is why I seek His name.

When I say..."I am a Christian"
I do not wish to judge.
I have no authority.
I only know I'm loved.

Copyright 1988 Carol Wimmer

My Ideal Person:
Tenderness, Grace and Mercy. Truth, Honesty and Consistancy. Laughter, Tears and Memories. Someone who will have need of, receive and appreciate the gifts that I have to offer. It is my hope to return the favor. I'm looking for someone who knows how to laugh at life's prat falls, dust herself off and get back on the dance floor. Someone who enjoys having a good time. A hockey and sports fan in general who enjoys attending games. Knows how to use a pool cue and 9 iron. Most of all wants to have a loving, tactile man in her life. If this sounds like fun, then drop me a line or two and we'll see where life leads us.

My perfect date:
Something that involves as many of the 5 senses as possible. A great meal, listening to some moving music, holding you close, getting lost gazing into you eyes and on the ride home the gentle reminder of our night together as your perfume lingers with the anticipation of being with you again.