"It's such a compelling trait for a woman to find in a man, that cavalier manner; that passion to leave his mark; that battle against being ordinary. When I look at Grandma, I get a sense she couldn't quite feel Grandpa's drive or relate to it, but she loved it. She was all in. I don't even know whether she actually understood the things my grandpa cared about - the mechanism of the key, for heaven's sake, the physics behind a pulley, the economic role of the corncob pipe in twentieth-century America - but she found the man endlessly interesting. She was sort of like Dorothy in Jerry Maguire: I'll stand back and support you, even when I can't read your heart. And when you come home at the end of the day, I'll happily be your soft place to fall."
How to Love an American Man, Kristine Gasbarre
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