Gentleman

 What is a gentleman?
Ask a widow who once lived alongside a gentleman.  She will tell you that a gentleman, besides the goes-without-saying-opens-a-door-and-offers-his-jacket fellow, he also

– Fetches her bike from the rack.  Or just plain fetches
– Offers to carry the heavies
– Brings her a steaming cup
– Exchanges seats so she can see
– Swoops her suitcase off the baggage belt
– Walks her here, drives her there
– Suggests a game of cards or any game… with her
– Considers her considers, values her values
– Tables his phone to listen to her
– Introduces her to his buddies

A widow will quip a list for you because she notices that a gentleman is not easy to spot, at least by her.  At least for her.  She sees that there are gentleman for girlfriends and wives, sometimes for complete strangers, sometimes for someone who may be watching.  There are gentlemen for some someones. 

Maybe we are past a generation of kind, thoughtful selflessnesses.  Maybe this widow is way too sensitive, expectant, listed and spoooiled.
I mean, women can open their own door for crying out loud. 

But gentlemen, oh gentlemen, you lost gems, where are you?  Help me find you.  Or even better, find me.  Find and wipe the invisible off me.