On Valentine’s Day

February 14, 2011 at 3:35 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

The streetcar. An elderly man, spouting prophetic eschatologies about God’s judgment, climbed on. He had a red, construction-paper heart pinned to his jacket that bore the handwritten words “happy valentine’s day, sweetheart”. I thought [hoped] it was because someone cared enough to make the gesture, and not an act of mockery.

He spoke in a loud, strained and reedy voice about God and judgment. Giggling girls replied, “Happy Valentine’s Day”. He continued his cautionary, end of the world monologue.

When he made to disembark, some Young Turks from the back shouted, “Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart”, and the giggling girls, still giggling, echoed the sentiment. He left the streetcar and slowly shuffled across the street to the sidewalk, while the cars idled, waiting for him to pass.


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