Time Moves On. You Can't

It Couldn't Be A Simpler Answer. Marriage Doesn't Really Mean Anything To Me. I Feel Like In Many Ways Marriage Is More For The Families Of The Couple Than For The People Involved, So I Don't Gravitate To It.

Men Ruled The Roost And Women Played A Subservient Role [in The 1960s]. Working Wives Were A Rarity, Because Their Place Was In The Home, Bringing Up The Kids. The Women Who Did Work Were Treated As Second-class Citizens Because It Was A Male-dominated Society. That Was A Fact Of Life Then. But It Wouldn't Be Tolerated Today, And That's Quite Right In My Book... People Look Back On Those Days Through A Thick Veil Of Nostalgia, But Life Was Hard If You Were Anything Other Than A Rich, Powerful, White Male.

I Was Raised By A Single Mother And I've Been In A 10-year Relationship With My Girlfriend. My Whole Life I've Been Surrounded By Women.

I'm Painfully Aware Of My Surroundings At All Times.

It's Such A Capricious, Strange Existence, Basing Your Life On The Whims Of Others, And Basing Your Ebbs And Flows Of Confidence And Lack Of Confidence On The Fact That People Either Choose You Or Don't.