Dear Sylvia,

I don’t know what to say or rather write. I find my mind blank suddenly. I saw your ad in the paper. I don’t know what made it stand out, but I felt something different while reading it. I am looking for someone, a partner, to spend the rest of my life with. I know it sounds rather overwhelming, but I assure you that I do not plan on “jumping the gun” if you allow me the expression. I am a simple man living a simple life in the West. My great-grandparents left Italy to settle here. I inherited a small parcel of land after my parents sadly...