Today’s throwback takes me back to what I was doing on Valentine’s Day, last year.
It was a pretty good time –and the lesson here? Make the effort, even if they say, “Oh, no, no, no,” particularly if they say, “Oh, no, no, no.”
Make a fuss. Buy the flowers. Get the chocolates. Be cliched and sappy and silly –and don’t complain about any of it.
Finally, after a month of loitering at Young Floral Company trying to learn something about the flower business, it was Valentine’s Day and time for me to hit the streets delivering flowers.
The best moment came early, around 9:30 in the morning, while I was on Capitol Street in Charleston.
It was a fairly miserable February morning. A cold rain fell steadily. Everything felt gray.