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Senior FriendFinder Success Stories

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sherree said
i fell in love the first time i met him. as he passed me he took my hand and kissed it.he said if there weren't so many people i would kiss you somewhere else i replied back " who cares" so he kissed me right on the lips mm good my heart was beating so fast it took more then 20 min to slow down. next day he calls me saying right we talked his ex wife called and wanted him back she had told him she was a lesbian and wanted a divorce. the divorce had been final since april.he called me next am at 800 and told me they were going to try to make it. i cried all day he said things like your a doll baby and how i made him feel sugar. i fell for it hook , line, and sinker. my dr. had just told me stress could kill me faster then anything stress i do have i miss him so why (i fell IN love he didn't.
Fantasy50 said
My world was golden. Children grown and my husband and I ready to travel some when he had a massive heart attack and was gone in an hour.We had buried out youngest daughter before that at 27. Then I got word my nrother was gone at 40 and within a year of each other my parents. Could I possibly take more>It seemed my world had gone crazy.Then a serious illnes kept me in hosp for months. The Dr was going to pull the plug when I woke up and said no I am not going anywhere but home. I decided my love was books so I started writing.I have a book in the works, I have poetry plus a book of poetry my daughter had written to edit. I'm retired but I'm not down.I am a tourney director (TD) for a euchre site on the internet, I am also in the starting stages of an internet game, friends and I are designing. I am ready to live again maybe love again. I'm not done with this world yet.
leenie said
Have had much great fun in connection with the older man on this site. they have more knowlege of life. it's just the way life is. the older we get the more we learn going through it. My sucess story saids it all. meeting and keeping in touch with the very best of gentleman from the ages of 68-80 has been a life time of experience.It's always a sucess when making new and lots of friends and then keeping them. this sight is good in bring frendship and people that no longer have family. Good to know that we all here are only seconds away when we need to talk.
kumikochan said
Big thanks to those of you who pitched in and helped welcome a little handle by the name of Kumikochan Saturday night, July 1st. As soon as I jumped into, what seemed to be, a very active 27 member chat room, I was welcomed by nine of those members. For a newbie, I was happy to be engaged in a very upbeat, friendly and fairly diverse conversation. I have attempted a few chat rooms in my two years of trying to fit into a niche or groove, having found myself single again at the uncomely age of 51! I have not once found it comfortable or interesting - until tonight! And Bob, that was kind enough to point out the HELP guide to translate all those cute little chat abbreviations: HAK MTFBWY! There is a place for all of us! THANK YOU Kumikochan
CrazySox said
My handle is Crazy Sox and thanks to Sr. Friend Finder, I found the most wonderful man. I am not into the bar scene and was active in Grief Support Group & Christian Singles. Attend a very small Baptist Church and the local dating scene was something to be desired. One funny story was date with good Baptist man. Had to practically throw him out of my home. Kept thinking what could I hit him over the head with that 1) wouldn't kill him & 2) wouldn't cost that much to replace.

A good friend was already using Sr Friend Finder, so I decided to join. I e-mailed Richard first because his handle was Starting Over Again. I was starting over again so saw his picture and profile - liked what I saw and took the first step. Magic happened in that we just clicked. We have met and seeing each other and I feel like a crazy teenager and we plan to do some traveling together.

We have so much in common and both love Mickey Mouse and what really got this started was when Richard found out I had a Mickey Mouse toaster - he did too. I am a die hard Razorback fan so sports is very important to me. Richard loves sports and we bet Yankee Dimes (kisses) on the games and I love to lose. ha

I talk a lot, really rattle a lot and I wear Crazy Sox with my bluejeans cause like the Mickey Mouse toaster - life is to short not to. The best part is Richard puts up with this. I am 72 yrs young and Richard just turned 73. I would like to tell the gals my age that magic does happen - it did to me.

Thanks to my good friend Donna who talked me into joining Senior Friend Finder. And by the way, my dearest friend Donna has also met a wonderful guy on Senior Friend Finder. So gals, hang in there - that special guy is out there waiting.

Betty or Crazy Sox
donnijoe said
Man, I had just gotten out of a 15y relationship and had been a lone for 4yrs, and I was on my kid computer and fond sff. It was hard in the begaing but it got better and better I have met some very cool people here. Friends that will last for years, thank you sff donnijoe
PearlDrummer said
The street where we live is almost all "snowbirds". Retired people who come to Arizona to spend winters. Our street is just a little different, however. We have made a Christmas "Street of Lights" out of it and we have a huge display. When all the lights were turned on, I bundled Donna up, packed her in her wheel chair and took her up and down the street to see this year's decorations. She loved it. But we both knew that 2005 was to be her last Christmas. Right after Christmas I noticed that she was eating less and less and her body was losing all the muscle. She was losing weight very rapidly and her breathing was getting worse. She finally told me on New Years Day that she wanted me to put her in a nursing home. I told her that I can't do that. If I did, she'd be dead in a week, among strangers. She told me that she wanted to give me my freedom because I was tied down with her. I reminded her of our marriage vows, "in sickness and in health" and told her that I could not nor would not put her in a nursing home. All through January she grew progressively worse and by February her breathing was so bad that she could only speak 8 to 10 sylables in one breath. On February 5th, I had to take her to the hospital where she stayed for 8 days, most of which was in ICU. On February 13th, they let her come home. I figured out later that they only released her because there was nothing more they could do for her. When we got home, she told me that she knew she was dying and made me promise to find someone to share my life with. I very hesitantly promised her that I would. On February 22, Donna was visited by a rehab nurse. The nurse took one look at her an ordered me to take her to the hospital. When we got to the hospital, the doctor took one look at her EKG and told me that she was having a heart attack. She died at 12:32 that night. I cried for over a week and finally decided that she was right. That's when I found Senior Friend Finder. So, I'm looking for someone, not to replace Donna, but to fill in the gap in my life. I want to give everything that I couldn't give to Donna. Thank you for letting me get it off my chest and be able to continue on. Jim Meek, Yuma, Arizona
PearlDrummer said
Yes, Senior Friend Finder has cool people, but there's something I just don't understand. Being a musician whose audiences are primarily senior citizens, I'm confronted with a problem. I hope somebody can give me the answer.

Does it drive you crazy when you see kids playing rock & roll in their cars and making all that noise? Now, I'm not talking about or HIP-HOP or any of that trash, I'm talking about rock & roll.

Does it drive you nutty when the kid down the street starts a band and practices in his garage 2 hours a day? Again, all that noise.

When somebody tells you that they're going to play some rock music on the radio, CD or tape player, do you cringe?

Do you just hate rock & roll?

Well, I've got some shock news for you and you probably don't even want to hear it, but it's all true.

If you're between 60 and 70 years of age, then it's your own fault. I know this because I'm of that generation, myself. You see, we (our generation) started rock & roll. We were the very first to accept it, but the records, dance to it (we even made up our own dance steps, like the "Bop") and even promoted it.

When Chuck Berry's "Maybelline" was released in 1951 (that's right, '51) and it sold like hot cakes, that's what started the landslide.

We were getting tired of our parents "Big band music" even though we learned how to dance to it. And that old fashioned junk that Roy Acuff was pushing on "The Grand Ol' Opry" was sounding all the same no matter who the band was. We wanted something with a little kick to it. We wanted to stop all the confinement of Dad & Mom's music and jump around, swing our arms, clap our hands and scream to some music. The folks didn't even want us dancing close together.

And Rhythm & Blues? Why, to all of us that were white kids in those days, that was "Race Music" to our parents, and they wouldn't allow it in the house. So, when Bill Haley (and old C&W musician) released "Crazy, Man, Crazy" in 1953, we ate it up. Then he did "Rock Around The Clock" that they put in that movie, "Blackboard Jungle". We were hooked, totally.

So, today, when you hear CCR, or The Eagles or whoever, you've got nobody to blame but yourselves. And don't try to tell me you never danced to it.
PearlDrummer said
I want to tell you about the greatest success of my life, but also the biggest loss of my life. When I was 12 years old, in the 7th grade at Wilson Jr. High School in Eugene, Oregon, I suddenly found out about girls. What a shock. I'd always hated girls before because they dressed different, they couldn't play baseball and they wouldn't even play cars with me in the dirt. They were just no fun. But all of a sudden, they were looking cute. I couldn't figure it out, but they were....and I was interested. Somebody told me that there were a whole bunch of cute girls at another Jr. High in Eugene, Roosevelt. Somehow, I got a hold of a student hand book from there and it had all the kids phone numbers in it, listed by grades. I started calling all the girls from there and eventually I hit a bingo. A girl actually talked to me. Wow! Her name was Donna Parish and she said that she'd like to meet me. HOTDOG!! She set it up with a girlfriend of hers and we met at the other girl's house. I had been under my brother-in-laws influence for some time and he taught me how to dress. So, on the appointed Saturday afternoon in November 1950, I showed up at Rosie's house wearing my best pegged khaki pants, White Stag jacket, light blue long sleeved shirt...and I even shined my shoes. I was COOL!!! We all introduced ourselves and Rosie put on some records. I didn't even know how to dance, so Donna showed me. Wow! I was in heaven. Then she started dancing real close to me. I didn't know how to react. Then she kissed me. It was the first time I ever kissed a girl. All I could see the rest of the day was hearts, flowers, beautiful clouds in the sky....I was in love! It's funny, but very shortly after that day, Nat Cole's song "Too Young" was released. It very quickly became our song and we were "going steady". Three years later, my parents moved to another town 250 miles away and even though we wrote to each otherfor a long time, she finally met somebody else and married him. I spent the rest of my life wondering what ever happened to her and if she was ok. In 1991, I retired from Las Vegas and decided to go back home to Oregon. I had been divorced for some years and decided to go back and find Donna.
PearlDrummer said
I wanted to find Donna again. I had no idea if she was even alive or what her situation was. I hadn't seen or heard of anyone from Eugene since 1956. I figured that she was probably married to some rich guy and had everything in the world that she could want. But, still I wanted to see and talk to her once more. The love that little kid had in 1950 was still there. I moved up to Portland, but every chance I got I drove down to Eugene to search for her. Finally I looked in a phone book and found that her parents were still listed. I hesitated when I saw the name because both my parents were dead and I remembered that her parents were older than mine. But, I decided to take a chance and called the number. When a woman answered, I asked, "Is this Lois (Donna's mother)." She answered, "Yes, who's this." I said, "You probably don't remember me because it was a long time ago. My name is Jim Meek." "Oh, sure. I remember you", she said. "Donna and I were just talking about you last week." Then she went into a very long dissertation about all the family news and it seemed like hours before I could finally ask her where Donna was. She answered, "Oh, she's in Salem. She's divorced." My heart almost exploded and I was having a tough time trying to catch my breath, but I finally got it out, "Well, could I have her phone number? I'd like to call her and talk about old times." What a liar. I couldn't wait to call her. I'm sure that Lois knew, too. Too make a long story a little shorter, I found Donna and we did finally get married. We had the most beautiful 15 years together that even we could ever have imagined. It really was a living fairy tail. In 2000, Donna was diagnosed with emphysema, and shortly after, she further diagnosed with COPD (also a lung disease. It was incurable. For the past 6 years I watched her life slowly drain away as her life faded. I did the best I could to keep her comfortable and happy. Eventually, she could no longer keep house, do laundry or cook and I was far more than willing to take over for her. Then, 4 months ago, she could no longer walk, so I helped her into her wheel chair and took her outside on the porch to see the outdoors.