Valentine's Day, 1973. We were engaged by then, but still living in our respective dorms. I'm walking through the university union, near the post office. Pulling a 3"x5" card out of my purse (I was a nerd who still took library notes on 3x5 cards) I drew a child's picture of a house, with the note "Let us get married and be Valentines forever" and stuck it in his mailbox.
No fancy Hallmark card, with roses or puppies and hearts. Just a 3x5.
He kept that card for 48 years. Eventually he stopped carrying it in his wallet (it was getting a bit ragged), but every Feb. 14 he would grin and show it to me.
(And here is the point where I was going to insert a picture of said card, but I can't find it. But I know I will - it's around here somewhere).
And had I known that he would keep that card for 48 years, I would have spelled "Valentines" correctly.
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