First Valentine

I was helping my friend Lucille at her Flower Shop on Valentine's Day. Answering the phone, wiring orders and taking floral orders too. At three in the afternoon, Lucille brought me a large vase of Red Roses, baby's breath,with white streamers woven in them. She asked me to look them over and make sure the card was signed properly. I opened the card, I couldn't believe it. Mike, my husband had signed his name. We are still married going on thirty years.

I'll never forget that Valentine's Day. Diane DeWitt