hi, james,
i figured out that i have AS when my nephew was diagnosed and i read about his symptoms only to find myself described. i was 55. i leaned to small talk at 50. there's a good book on that: "the fine art of small talk" by debra fine. it gives lists and lists of questions to ask.
mostly the AS diagnosis just made sense out of things that have happened to me - losing friends, losing a medical career. i had already come to terms with the fact that i'll never be popular and that the folks that take the time to get to know me are the ones worth having as friends anyway. i stopped staring at people (mostly) at 51, when someone stared back until i was uncomfortable. it finally sank in.
i married for the first time at age 52. it's going great. i had dated 100 people and finally, someone cared about me that i cared about, too. i asked him out twice before he said' "yes." never give up. i was engaged in the '80's to aguy that didn't treat me well. love isn't enough. i should have ditched him a lot sooner than the three years i took.