Not a significant other but my sister. 20 years ago she was a save-the-whales-nuclear-freeze-it's-all-for-the-children-pacifist-Peter-Paul-and-Mary-loving-quasi-hippie.

She and her boyfriend (later husband) were living in Atlanta when I went to visit them the weekend of the firts Bowe-Holyfield fight. She was appalled when David and me told her we were going to watch the fight. The barbarity of it! But to her credit she sighed deeply, grabbed a book (probably Rachel freaking Carson) and sat down while we watched. I noticed her sneaking peaks as the action rose and when Holyfield launched his famous counterattack in the tenth round she jumped up and shouted "Get'im Evander!" I believe this moment began her personal renaissance.

Chrsissy now has four lovely children, makes me look like a liberal and among other things helps out returning soldiers. She still likes PP&M.