Outlines of an ideal catch for ladies with marriage on their minds.
Tall, handsome, articulate, steel-straight posture.
Accomplished in business since before the mayor of Culver City was born.
When he came to civic prominence in 2001, occasionally a smart-looking woman would be on his arm.
For most of his eight years on the City Council, though, from a distance, he resembled a loner.
Freely, he would speak glowingly of those to whom he was closest while his own life remained in hushed shadows.
His brother, he would sunnily relate, had etched a national reputation as president of the American Medical Assn.
He was close with the Levin family. Frequent references to various family members bobbed up in conversations.
For l-o-n-g years of his life, he went solo.
No more.
Happily.
Thrillingly.
[img]2964|right|The newlyweds enjoy a sweeping view of nature from their Santa Ynez vacation home, 30 minutes north of Santa Barbara.||no_popup[/img]Sixty-three-year-old Alan Corlin, son of New Jersey, tied a knot on the ring finger of his favorite lovely girlfriend the other day.
“The other day” is the preferred safe reference. When the astute, seldom misspoken Mr. Corlin was asked to recall his wedding day, suffice to report that he missed by a scant 120 hours.
Newlywed jitters, no doubt.
The bans of matrimony joyfully were wrapped about Ms. Nancy Eckhouse, his girlfriend of the past five pleasant years, and Mr. Corlin on Dec. 21
The bride is associate vice president of Cal State Long Beach.
The groom is the decades-long proprietor of ARC Equipment and Supplies, most widely remembered as the tallest thinker on the City Council 2001-2008.
When he was term-limited out almost seven springs ago, Mr. Corlin said, “I was pooped.”
Here, here.
A toast is proposed this morning to the ineffable beauty of a life weddingly recharged.
