I found this picture in some old albums my mom had. It’s me, on the back of a hot rod with the first boyfriend I had, Michael Martin. I don’t remember much about him except that he gave me a ring from a Cracker Jack box and his mom and my mom were friends. I think his dad worked for Coca-Cola way back when.
The first Valentine’s gift I got a few years later, in 5th grade, from Mason Smith. He was the best kind of romantic at the young elementary-school age. He used to walk me home from school and even carried my books. I’ll never forget the Valentine’s gift he gave me–a giant Hershey’s Chocolate Kiss wrapped in Kermit the Frog paper.
Can you remember your first Valentine?