Do you recall my buddy Joe "the Chick Magnet"? Our Valentine was sent to us by his big brother, who LOVES everything cars.
Ripening in my old age, I'm becoming a sap for Valentine's Day. As narcissistic as our world has become, it's good to pause, if only for one day (at a time), to give thanks to the special people in our lives. Love is a wonderful sentiment, but it's more meaningful when expressed.
That a lovers festival, dating from ancient Rome, is still remembered, honored, and observed speaks more eloquently about the necessity and universal goodness of such a day than a mountain of eternal poets with endless reams of paper and crayons ever could. Black Tuesday today is not!
I'm happy you're here. Will you be mine, Valentine?