Looking For a Wife For Christmas -Update


In 2012 I wrote a tender story about an elderly man looking for a wife. It touched my heart so much that when I re-read the story I had to find out what happened. So what happened to that Hallmark moment in time?

One of my favourite Christmas movies is “A Christmas Wife” starring Jason Robards and Julie Harris. Robards portrays a recent widower named John Tanner whose annual Christmas family trip is suddenly canceled. He attempts to rescue his traditions in a radical way by finding a dating service and “hires” a woman to be his family to spend the Christmas weekend with him. Julie Harris is the sad, perceptive, and mysterious woman, Iris, who agrees to be his “Christmas wife” – but only if he will ask her no questions about herself. Was this story far fetched from reality?

In 2012 Sandy McCulloch, 82, of Corvallis, Oregon, wanted a wife — and he wasn’t afraid to let anyone know it.  Around his neck hung a sign that reads: “Wanted: a wife.”

McCulloch suggests that the future Mrs. McCulloch be over 60, love books, have a sense of humour and live locally.

“People look for a wife for different reasons when they are 20 or 25 than when they are my age,” McCulloch, a non-fiction short-story writer, tells the Corvallis Gazette-Times. “I’m looking for companionship”.

Surprisingly McCulloch was divorced three times by the age of 39. He says he learned from those mistakes and has “cleaned up his act.” One day a hospital greeter asked him if she could assist him while he waited for a friend. McCulloch told her that the only assistance he needed was to help him  find a wife.
The greeter joked that he should wear a sign around his neck, as there were many single women working at the hospital. Since that day, McCulloch occasionally wears a sign advertising for a wife. His first outing was at a local sandwich shop Old World Deli where he sells his non-fiction stories three days a week.

“The response was rather amazing and delightful,” he says of his first day wearing the sign. “It’s the closest I’ve ever come to being a rock star in a room full of people.”

We wish you luck Mr. McCulloch, and I bet if you look hard enough you will find her because:
“Sometimes seeing is believing. And sometimes the most real things in the world are those things we cannot see.” The Train Conductor, The Polar Express

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas Mr. McCulloch!

So did this story have happy ending? It’s three years later- Mr. McCullough must be nestled in front of the fire- right? Not so fast!

July 05, 2013 5:53 pm • Corvallis Gazette-Times

An 83-year-old Corvallis man who made national news last December for his creative efforts to find a wife was arrested Thursday on allegations that he assaulted a female neighbor in his low-income senior apartment building.

Update 2016– I keep checking– not a word has been heard about Mr. McCullough since.

Author’s Note–Maybe he was looking for love in all the wrong places?





About lindaseccaspina

Linda Knight Seccaspina was born in Cowansville, Quebec about the same time as the wheel was invented and the first time she realized she could tell a tale was when she got caught passing her smutty stories around in Grade 7 at CHS by Mrs. Blinn. When Derek "Wheels" Wheeler from Degrassi Jr. High died in 2010, Linda wrote her own obituary. Some people said she should think about a career in writing obituaries. Before she laid her fingers to a keyboard, Linda owned the eclectic store Flash Cadilac and Savannah Devilles in Ottawa from 1976-1996. After writing for years about things that she cared about or pissed her off she finally found her calling. Is it sex drugs and rock n' roll you might ask? No, it is history. Seeing that her very first boyfriend in Grade 5 (who she won a Twist contest with in the 60s) is the head of the Brome Misissiquoi Historical Society and also specializes in local history back in Quebec, she finds that quite funny. She writes every single day and is also a columnist for Hometown News and Screamin's Mamas. She is a volunteer for the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum, an admin for the Lanark County Genealogical Society Facebook page, and a local guest speaker. She has been now labelled an historian by the locals which in her mind is wrong. You see she will never be like the iconic local Lanark County historian Howard Morton Brown, nor like famed local writer Mary Cook. She proudly calls herself The National Enquirer Historical writer of Lanark County, and that she can live with. Linda has been called the most stubborn woman in Lanark County, and has requested her ashes to be distributed in any Casino parking lot as close to any Wheel of Fortune machine as you can get. But since she wrote her obituary, most people assume she's already dead. Linda has published six books, "Menopausal Woman From the Corn," "Cowansville High Misremembered," "Naked Yoga, Twinkies and Celebrities," "Cancer Calls Collect," "The Tilted Kilt-Vintage Whispers of Carleton Place," and "Flashbacks of Little Miss Flash Cadilac." All are available at Amazon in paperback and Kindle. Linda's books are for sale on Amazon or at Wisteria · 62 Bridge Street · Carleton Place, Ottawa, Canada, and at the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum · 267 Edmund Street · Carleton Place, Ottawa, Canada--Appleton Museum-Mississippi Textile Mill and Mill Street Books and Heritage House Museum and The Artists Loft in Smith Falls.

2 responses »

  1. Sandy is a sucker for attention, and suffered from delusions of grandeur. His inclination is (assuming he is still around) of the kind that a one might see in a gullible teenager off to LA to be a star. You know what happens to those don’t you? Even the ones that “succeed” don’t really. The very fame that brings them to our attention, by and large consumes them. My guess is that there is a spark of narcissism in all of us, and anything that fans its flames invariably leads to our destruction. Sandy is no teenager — not by a long shot, certainly not in temporal terms. But even at his age of putative wisdom (if he’s still alive, he’d be in his 90s), he was vulnerable. If the media hadn’t found him, he’d probably have been fine (perhaps moderately — I watched his net worth decline steadily from very-well-off to barely-getting-by entirely independent of this event, owing to bad decisions stemming from the same fatal flaw of his).

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