1960, the New York subway. We were heading into the Bronx from Manhattan. She wore a gray suit. I was in uniform. It was love at first sight. It was one moment and then her stop arrived. She stepped off the train, turned and looked back. I hesitated and lost her forever.

2010. You are walking through Manhattan. Your smart phone GPS dating ap vibrates a warning. A potential mate/lover/workout buddy is just a half a block away. You check out his/her photo and five-second bio. He/she is fits the bill. You hook up.

The age of GPS dating is well upon us. It started in the late ‘90s in Japan and spread around the world. Today, there are millions of users of mobile dating applications such as Skout, Match and Are You Interested. It means there is no need to lose out because the subway doors closed. You could contact the person today and set up a meeting.

Of course, there are potential problems Civil liberty groups worry about surveillance, there will be stalkers joining these groups or installing these aps, but there will be meetings too that will turn out to be significant.

It’s a new day on the subway of life and there’s no reason to let closing doors keep you apart forever. I don’t even know her name. She was Hispanic. She got off at Prospect Avenue. I should have.