With 20/20 hindsight, I have to answer “yes”. Bettylou was buried deep in my unconscious from early adulthood until well into my retirement. But whenever the Air Force would send me to some far-away place, I would make certain to go shopping for some pretty clothing or jewelry; first for my wife, then (when they were older) my two daughters. These shopping expeditions were always the high point of these trips, and it was only recently, after Bettylou was fully developed and in control that I realized I had really been shopping by proxy for myself.
And now, I’m making up for all that lost time.