My father has been somewhat of a Lothario as he is is working through his grief.
For reasons I don't comprehend, women live longer than men. That means as a straight widower he has his pick of women to keep company with.
He suggested that his popularity was due to the same things that fueled his popularity in college chiefly that he still has a lot of his hair and he still drives.
As for the women he has dated, some I like better than others, but none of them are bad. The other thing that I notice is they all have one thing in common. Intelligence.
I'm not saying common sense intelligence but I guess an intellectual curiosity that reminds me (rather unsurprisingly) of my mother. I find it funny that my father has a type--and the type is intelligent women.
Like my mom.