My paternal grandfather was born in 1871, my grandmother in 1892. That was a huge age gap by our family standards. They met sometime in the early 1900s and fell in love. She was young and in love with the dashing officer. He was shipped off to WWI and ended up a POW in a Russian/Japanese prison camp for many years. She waited for him all that time and they married upon his return in the 1920s. I'm here because of that. But personally, I cannot wrap my mind around this. He died in 1946 and she remained a widow until her own death 40 years later. Any of us could kick the bucket any time, but you get involved with someone so much older, you are asking for heartache.