In 1947, a young man brought flowers to a young woman, for their first Valentine’s Day as a couple. A month later, they were married.
Today, 70 years later, that man has not missed a Valentine’s Day. Today, that man – the Old Man, my Dad – brought my Mom her 70th bunch of Valentine’s Day flowers. He’s 93, she’s 88, five kids, twelve grandchildren, thirteen great-grandchildren, and they still hold hands.
This, True Believers, is what love looks like; yes, this is what love looks like.