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I met HARVARD YARD in the cafeteria of the National Gallery of Art (Washington’s art galleries are great places to meet single older men). I had seen him upstairs in an exhibition that included James Rosenquist’s White Bread, a metaphor appropriate to HY’s bland good looks.

HARVARD YARD was wearing a blue blazer, khaki pants, a knit shirt and (you guessed it) penny loafers.  If Central Casting had dressed him for a role in a Grisham movie he couldn’t have looked more like the lawyer he is.

We sat for while munching our salads at adjoining tables, and when our attempts to surreptitiously size one another up became embarrassing, he said innocuously, “You seem to enjoy modern art.”

At the end of a 45 minute chat, we decided to return to the galleries, and along the way HY brought me up to snuff on his favorite subject – himself.  We wandered through the sculpture collections, and in and out of rooms filled with beautiful Degas dancers.  When I stopped to admire a special work, HY nodded tolerantly, but continued his autobiography without skipping a beat.


I spent three hours with HARVARD YARD at the National Gallery, during which time I was as mute as the Gallery’s marble Aphrodite.

Here’s what I know about HY — scholastic achievement, law partner status, marriage, divorce, children, love of sailing, gym workout schedule, why he’s visiting Washington from Boston, current case load.

Here’s what HY knows about me — Zero.

You will wonder why I will continue to see a man who seems wrapped up in himself – much less blog about a relationship with him.  Because I am a world-class listener and because there’s much to be said on his behalf.  He is courtly, places his hand lightly at the small of my back while he opens and holds a door. He is decisive and opinionated, but never boorish. He is not critical of others.  His recital of his achievements is not an egomaniac’s – it’s more like that of a young boy who hopes to be liked.

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'The Harvard Endowment' have 4 comments

  1. January 8, 2012 @ 1:23 pm Alicia

    What is the matter with you?!!?? This guy is an egomaniac! I never date lawyers, mostly because they don’t ask me out haha but also because I think they are pompous a******s.

  2. October 24, 2010 @ 4:16 pm Sienna

    Patsy, thanks for your comment. It helps me to see how other people perceive my dating behavior, and you may be on to something when you say I excuse the men I date. I guess I think in terms of how they might write about me in a blog of their own. The fact is, I never expected to see this man again, but I did, as you can see if you click on Harvard Yard in the DATING GALLERY list on this page. It didn’t get any more romantic, and he’s not any less self-important, but the adventure is continuing.

  3. October 22, 2010 @ 11:58 am Patsy R.

    My, my. Another clueless jerk. I can’t believe you hung out with him. But you’re always excusing the men you date, even though some of them don’t sound appealing.

  4. January 11, 2010 @ 5:56 pm Ariana

    Well, at least you saw some good art. Men are strange.

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