It was back in 1968 – my freshman winter at college in Kentucky.Â RT and I had started dating in the fall.Â I was crazy about the guy!Â Â I was living on campus in a women’s dorm.Â RT lived across campus in a men’s dorm.Â Â My dorm was anÂ old fashioned one with the restrooms and showers at the end of the hall.Â
I had to work my way through school doing various jobs – cleaning the bathrooms, working in the cafeteria – whatever work I could get.Â That year I worked the breakfast line in the cafeteria, and so I got up early in theÂ mornings to get to the cafeteria before the serving lines opened.
That Valentine morning,Â the alarm clock rang, and I trudged down the hallway to take care of morning necessities and get my shower.Â Awhile later, I returned to my room – and there on my bed was a HUGE heart-shaped box of candy with a large red valentine card next to it.Â Â
It was from RT, and to say I was surprised would be an understatement.Â He wrote lots of sweetlyÂ romantic stuff in the card.Â He’s very good at that. Â I was ecstatic because I never expected such a treat.Â RT had gotten a friend of mine to hide the candy and card, wait for me to go to the restroom, and then put them on my pillow.Â It was a tender start to a life-long romance.Â I still smile when I think of it.