I grew up JW and was your average blonde, blue eyed Florida girl. I of course being a normal girl had raging hormones and was always looking around at boys. I was a pioneer though and homeschooled, so I only met JWs and was always of the mindset that I HAD to marry a JW. No other options.
But looking around in our area there were a few nice single brothers, but not that many that fit all the criteria.... there were however several OLDER brothers that were single and were always kinda suggested as being "suitable marriage material." The younger guys either found the only "hot" girl and got married right away, or was maybe a bit too "wordly."
My best friend married a divorced single Ministerial servant who was 15 years older than her. She was 19 and he was 34, then my other good friend waited until she was 25 and her husband was 40 years old. I think she waited until she realized there were anyone else left... I always amazed me that all us young girls were given the option to marry older guys who had either had a past, been divorced, became a JW after they hit 30, or whatever. They weren't pure virgins.... all us girls were so innocent and most of us were pioneers and we weren't rewarded with good guys.... nope, but all the older guys could get the younger girls. Made no sense to me.
I do remember one guy who was 4 years older than me.... very heavy-set called me up and asked me basically on a "date" but in our conversation he interviewed me and asked me 1. Did I know how to make biscuits, 2. Did I know how to make fried chicken, 3. Did I know how to sew??? It was soooo stupid.... I can cook and sew but that has nothing to do with being in love with someone.
It was soooo comical to me now. I ended up dating and marrying the best man and we're a year apart, and perfectly compatible. I can't imagine today, being 30 yoa, and being married to some 40 or 50 year old elder. YUCK!