For every guy who...

actually showed up

let me kiss him passionately

opened his heart about his dreams

told me his naughty secrets

divulged his favorite positions

let me try all the things I wanted to

suggested we go for a slice of pizza

emailed me his novel (and poetry too)

danced with me in that tiny apartment

fed Chewy a bone

stayed more than an hour

allowed me to "make ice cream" twice and three times

laughed at my jokes

showed me photos of his kids

told me about his cats

sucked my toes

wore a crisp button down shirt (and tan pants)

booked me for another city and had faith that I'd show up

brought krispy cremes

invited me to his suite in Vegas

brought me fuzzy slippers

I just wanted to say, I do feel very blessed to have had such wonderful men in my life in the hobby over the last few years. And I'm sure I speak for all the ladies when I say we appreciate you very much. You restored my faith in men after a lousy divorce and showed me that kindness, passion and compassion is alive in well. They say you have to kiss a lot of frogs to meet one prince. But there are no frogs and no princes, just a lot of good people who you can take the time to understand one at a time or writeoff each other with a label and labels are never good.

For me, there were no BMW's, no worldwind trips to France and no condos in Vail. It was pretty much scraping by, praying for rain, feeding the kids, working hard on another business to build a future and having some marvelous afternoons and evenings with great men who made me feel like a princess though in reality, I just might be a toad with good lighting.

Dumping is something that is necessary. Anti-dumping is there to balance the dumping. We are all just people and if we keep that in mind, I'm sure we can maintain some dignity for our hobby. Respect cannot be bought or sold. It is something that must be earned over time and through friendship.