Funny you should mention Polo! I was thinking about it earlier, and have been off and on for a few days.

Jamie Nelson just wrote a story about being attracted to straight guys, and I responded by talking about this mad crush I had on a straight guy when we both served in the Air Force in West Berlin.

Even as I typed the comment, I could smell the Polo again. It permeated every piece of clothing he wore, even when he didn't put a bunch on. Crazy how strong it was!

I don't think I've smelled it in decades, but just remembering it, I swoon a little bit.

My friend was straight, but he was sweet and kind, and I have nothing but the fondest memories of him and his Polo.