A couple of days ago was Valentine’s Day which got me thinking about one etched in my mind from when I was in 6th grade. Digging around I found a picture taken that day during our class party celebrating the event. I had given a card to every kid in the class – seemed like the nicest thing to do. I did not have to use even one finger to count the number of Valentine Day cards I received. Twas not a good day, and one that was burned in my memory. Perhaps this was the impetus starting me down my curmudgeonly path.
And so it went.