There just ain’t nothin’ as sweet/sad as this bunch of old, used Valentines Day Cards I bought on Ebay from the 1920s & 30s… written by little boys and girls with names like Henrietta, Hortense, and Maynard, all lookin’ to hook up.
They’re sweet cuz they’re all so rosy-cheeked and innocent. And sad cuz they’re all probably dead by now. Like… DAYYYYY-UD dead.
Well, at least they HAD a Valentine. I’m alive, sure enough, but with nary a sweetheart to be found. So if y’all don’t mind, I’m gonna git in my science fiction Valen-Time Machine and git to smoochin with Maynard. That boy sure do know how to… well, I ain’t gonna sci-fi kiss & tell.
(HINT: YOU’LL GET TO SEE A TON MORE OF THESE AWESOME RELICS IF YOU CLICK ON THE LINK AT THE TOP OF THIS POST – “THEY DON’T WRITE EM LIKE THAT ANYMORE”)