didn't seem as though they should fit together -- yet they are both happy in the marriage， and you can't figure out why?
I know of one couple: He is a burly ex-athlete who， salesman， coaches Little League， is active in his Rotary1 Club and plays golf every Saturday with friends. Meanwhile， his wife is petite， Homebody. She doesn't even like to go out to dinner.
into the arms of one person， away from another who might appear equally desirable to any unbiased observer?
Of the many factors influencing our idea of the perfect mate， one of the most telling， to John Money， professor 2 of medical psychology3 and pediatrics at Johns Hopkins University， is what he calls our "love map" -- a group of messages encoded in our brains that describes our likes and dislikes. It shows our preferences in hair and eye color， in voice， smell，， whether it's the warm and friendly type or the strong， silent type.
In short， we fall for and pursue those people who most clearly fit our love map. And this love map is largely determined4 in childhood. By age eight， the pattern for our ideal mate has already begun to float around in our brains.
When I lecture， I often ask couples in the audience what drew them to their dates or mates. Answers range from "She's strong and independent" and "I go for redheads" to "I love his sense of humor" and "That crooked5 smile， that's what did it."
Robert Winch， a longtime sociology professor at Northwestern University， stated in his research that our choice of a marriage partner involves a num needs. A talker is attracted to someone who likes to listen， or an aggressive personality may seek out a more passive partner.
However， there are instances where people of different social backgrounds end up getting married and being extremely happy. I know of one man， a factory worker from a traditional Irish family in Chicago， who fell in love with an African American Baptist. When they got married， their friends and relatives predicted a quick failure. But 25 years later， the marriage is still strong.
It turns out that the woman was like her mother-in-law -- a loving and caring person， the type who rolls up her sleeves and volunte fell for， and it made color and religion and any other social factors irrelevant6 to him.
Burns， who was Jewish and married the Irish Catholic Gracie Allen， to say: his marriage was his favorite gig， even though it was Gracie who got all the laughs. The two of them did share certain social similarities -- both grew up in the city， in large but poor families. Yet what really drew them together was evident from the first time they went onstage together. They perfectly8: he was the straight man， and she delivered the punch lines.
There are certainly such "odd couples" who could scarcely be happier. We all know some drop- plain wallflower. This is a trade-off some call the equity9 theory.
When men and women possess a particular asset， such as high intelligence， beauty， a personality that makes others swoon， or a hefty bankroll that has the same effect， some decide to trade their assets for someone else's strong points. The raging beauty may trade her 10 with big bucks11. The not-so-talented fellow from a good family may swap12 his pedigree for a poor but brilliantly talented mate.
Indeed， can survive and thrive. Once， some neighbors of mine stopped by for a friendly social engagement. During the evening Robert， a man in his 50s， suddenly blurted13 out， "What would you say if your daughter planned to marry someone who has a ponytail and insisted on doing the cooking?"
"Unless your daughter loves cooking，" I responded， "I'd say she was darn lucky."
"Exactly，" his wife agreed. "It's really your problem， Robert -- that old macho thing rearing its head again. The point is， they're in love."
I tried to reassure14 Robert， pointing out that the young man their daughter had picked out seemed to be a relaxed， nonjudgmental sort of person -- a trait he shared with her own mother.
Is there such a thing as love at first sight? Why not? love-struck， what happens It could be something as mundane15 as they both were reading the same book or were born in the same town. At the same time they recognize some trait in the other that sophomore17 at Cornell University， I had a terrible cold and hesitated to join my family on vacation in the Catskill Mountains. Finally I decided18 anything would be better than sitting alone in my dormitory room.
That night as I was preparing to go to dinner， up the stairs and said， "When you walk into that dining room， you're going to meet the man you'll marry."
I think I said something like "Buzz off!" But my sister couldn't have been more right. I knew it from the moment I saw him， and the memory still gives me goose flesh. He was a premed student， also at Cornell， who incidentally also had a bad cold. I fell in love with Milton the instant I met him.
Milt and I were married for 39 years， until his death in 1989. And all that time we experienced a love that Erich Fromm called a "feeling of 19， of oneness，" even while we both continued to change， grow and fulfill20 our lives.