Dear Goldy:

I’m a mother and grandmother. I have married off all of my children k”h, and now my grandchildren are beginning to walk down the aisle. I’m mature with experience. I’ve been there and done that in all my years. I read your columns and know what (some) of my children had to do in order to get married. We all jumped through hoops. I’m giving this introduction to show that I didn’t just land from outer space and am misinterpreting the scene that unfolded before me the other night.

Dear Goldy:

I am writing this for my brother. I love him, but... I am just shaking my head in my hands. He has done some stupid things and sometimes these stupid things happen on a date. (I figure this out as he tells me about dates he has been on and not understanding “what went wrong.”)

Dear Goldy:

I put myself out there on dating sites and say that I’m an outdoorsy type of person who likes “hiking, adventure, bicycling, etc.” – all of those outdoorsy types of things that people say that they “like” to do.

Dear Goldy:

Love your column. It’s great. I’ve had my (more than) fair share of bad dates and questionable situations. I know you do your hishtadlus to make sure that whatever letter you publish is a truthful letter and not one that was made up by those who wanted to see if their letters will get published. You’ve probably weeded out a few fakes over the years. That’s why I’m so sorry to say that I think you published a fake letter by someone who heard of the situation she wrote about on the radio.