A store that sells husbands has just opened in New York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates.

You may visit the store ONLY ONCE!

There are six floors and the attributes of the men increase as the shopper ascends the flights. There is, however, a catch . . .. you may choose any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to go up a floor,

but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!

So, a decades-ago highschool classmate ~ having become a widow ~ goes to THE Husband Store to find herself a husband.

On the first floor the sign on the door reads:
Floor 1 - These men have jobs and love the Lord... she continues onward & upwards;

The second floor sign reads:
Floor 2 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, and love kids... she ponders and continues her way above;

The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, and are
extremely good looking.

'Wow,' she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going;

She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads:

Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop-dead good looking ~> and help with the housework.

'Oh, mercy me!' she exclaims, 'I can hardly stand it!'
Still, she goes the one-way trip to the fifth floor and sign reads:
Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop-dead gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak.

She is sooooo extremely tempted to stay, but goes on to the sixth and final floor ~ her heart is vertually pounding and audible ~ once there the sign reads:
Floor 6 - "You are visitor 4,363,012 to this floor... and