During the time that I hadn't seen Tom, I continued to go to the All Hands Dances, and I met a tall, good looking sailor from Canada. He was 6'4", had dark hair and blue eyes. I was playing the field, and left all options open, so when he asked me out, I accepted. We went out several times, mostly to the movies. His name was Norman, and I liked him but I wasn't crazy about him. I was crazy about Tom. Norman had looks and was really nice, but just didn't have a lot of personality.
After seeing Tom in the geedunk I went to the next All Hands Dance. Norman was there and we danced together. Then Tom arrived at the dance. I tried to juggle my way between the two guys, but I couldn't hide my feelings, and I showed a preference for Tom. I danced a few more times with Norman, but then spent most of my time with Tom. I was moonstruck when I looked at Tom. I couldn't help myself. Norman was sweet, and after I danced several more dances with Tom, he disappeared. I don't think I noticed he had left until I began to feel guilty about not dancing with him more. I looked around, and Norman was gone. I couldn't be sad because I was so happy being with Tom. I was really having a good time with him.
I saw Norman a few times after that, but our relationship was never the same. I couldn't pretend that I really liked him, and I think Norman was looking for a wife. My relationship with Norman just fizzled out after that night.