Umm, our moms hooked us up. They were best friends in high school. Anyway, Mr. 33 had been living here for a while and I had been here a year and a half or so. Our moms were talking about us on the phone and his mom said "do you mind if I give him her number?" My mom figured he couldn't be worse than some of the wabols I'd been dating, so she said yeah, what the hell. He called me and we talked a couple times on the phone and then met for a drink. The rest is history.
I think we get along so well because we both left our hometown area for many of the same reasons. Also I don't know what I would have done without him when my mom died - he and his family were comforting in a way someone I "just met" never could have been. And it's neat, because we've actually sort of known each other all our lives - when he was little (he is 6 years older than me) his parents brought him when they came to "see the baby." Who would have guessed back then!