Valentine’s day is around the corner...are you ready?Remember during our elementary days when you had to give valentine cards to the girls in your class? Most of us guys either hated it, or pretended to hate it. Still, it was the perfect opportunity to tell that certain girl in your class how much you liked her. How? Easy. You saved the absolute best valentine in the package just for her. The best one was the one that had the most glitter, color, and hopefully, the least mushy saying on the front. Sayings like "Be My Valentine" was safe; however, anything pertaining to the word "heart" was a bit of a romantic mine field. You had to step carefully when speaking about matters of the heart to a girl in your class.
Next came the problem of your guy friends. Yeah, that's right, you had to give one to them too. It was that whole blasted "sharing concept" that we were being taught. Guys in the class got the dumbest cards.
We received a baker’s dozen correct guesses when identifying Shelley Robinson McKerren as our “Can You Guess Who I Am” classmate from last month. This time around, take a shot at guessing our new face. Hint: She’s shy and very introverted, attended our most recent reunion and for those in attendance would describe her as a wall flower....enough help, you’re on your own. Good luck!
Much of our February update centers around relationships, some as you will read, led to a walk down the aisle for many. We revisit our twentieth reunion held in 1990, reflect on those that have passed before us, reminisce time spent at the former retail mecca located off of Florida Grove Road, a cap and gown moment, a fish tale of two angler buddies void of embellishment and finally some new Motown.
Enjoy!
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