The photograph you see before you is of my first Valentine of the “season.” On Saturday night, I worked at the “Sweetheart Banquet” at O–B–C. It was a lot of fun, very busy and lots of people. I only had a moment or two wherein I wanted to smack certain people but we won’t talk about that. Sunshine came in a few minutes before Chief. When Chief came in he gave me a hug and told me I was his favorite college student. That was probably a lie but I don’t particularly care. Anyway, the meal was relatively uneventful. Beulah was crazy as usual and Thelma and Evelyn were pretty stressed. After the meal and after most of the cleaning up was done, I was getting my stuff because the Lindermans, my ride up, wanted to go. When I walked into the kitchen I noticed Chief holding some flowers; I assumed they were Donna’s. When I came back out from the closet where the aprons are kept, Chief was standing there and he gave me the flowers. I don’t remember what he said exactly, something about the young men and Valentine’s Day but it meant a lot to me. So even though I hate Valentine’s Day, those flowers were the first Valentine in a long time that made me smile a lot. Thanks Chief, if you ever read this.
Flowers from Chief