In the Willett household there’s a long-standing and wise tradition, which I (of course) wrote about last year. I just went back and read it, still like what I wrote, so I’ll just leave it as “an exercise for the student” to go back and read that.
Meanwhile, not being blind to what the day can mean to other couples, particularly those who are in a new relationship, I would just like to hope that all of you feel the emotional fireworks going off when you’re with the one you love. Young, old, straight, gay, black, white, we all just want that one special connection.
Reading the common cinematic euphemism into the imagery of fireworks is, again, left as an exercise to the student.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 