I still remember the Disney Valentine’s Day special, the one with little vignettes of the characters from all the different movies falling in love. I associate it with Campbell’s soup for some reason - must have been some very good advertising to still be working so many years later. I also remember making my little Valentine’s Day bag at school, the one that would be used to collect cards from my classmates. I can see the big pink construction paper heart glued over a white paper doily, and then stuck to a brown paper bag. Cupcakes with pink frosting. The little candy hearts with messages that never really tasted good but I ate them anyway.

I also remember writing my Valentine cards for my classmates when I was very young. I’d have the sheets of cards displaying favorite characters (probably of the Disney variety) that needed to be punched out and assigned appropriately. This was a difficult task that required careful planning. You see, one couldn’t just jump right in and start writing names on the cards because they all had different messages. I had to make sure that best friends received my favorite cards, but more importantly that I didn’t get down to the end of the batch with a few boys I didn’t like left on the list and three cards that all said something like, “My heart flips for you!” and a picture of Minnie swooning with hearts in her eyes. It was hard work, those Valentines.

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