Now We're Cookin'!

These three valentines from First Grade, in February 1963, demonstrate that old adage about gettin lovin' through food. Umm, yeah!

If only our grown-up metabolism could handle a sundae like that, without an immediate ten-pound weight gain!

You could say this guy's love is saah-MOKE-in'!

All of us rough-n-tough type of super-manly guys would have pretended to be all polite and obedient if we would've got some fresh-baked sugar cookies from that little girl.  "Sure, Susie, I'll play house ... until I gobble the last one and run out to play ball until I throw up!  Bye!"

See you Monday, fellow crumb-dusters!

  

Simple and Direct!

For this batch of Valentines from First grade -- February 1963 -- they ain't nuttin' high-falutin' or high concept. Just simple, direct, unequivocal luv.

They's nuthin' wrong with simple and direct ... as long as I don't gotta kiss no girls!  If THAT has to happen, warn me so I can get a clothespin for my nose!

See you Thursday, fellow nose-holders!