He was a saint it’s said. I guess if you were around back then you probably would’ve been very lucky to have him as a friend. After all, love is kind of related to St. Valentine and the day named after him. Christian folk are especially familiar with St. Valentine, but as is the case with a lot of traditional holidays, the meaning behind it often gets lost in candy and toys.
I often overlook the meaning behind Christian holidays. I’m guilty of wanting this or that for Christmas instead of giving serious thought to what it’s really all about – the birth of Jesus Christ. I’m guilty of forgetting to give thanks at Thanksgiving, I instead load more mashed potatoes and turkey on top of what’s already on my plate.
I forget the meaning of Easter shortly after sunrise, and before noon I’m grabbing a handfull of jelly beans in one hand and several candy marshmallow bunnies in the other. Washing it all down with my favorite hazy IPA. Halloween is another holiday that for me has lost all meaning except for how many candy orange slices I can eat before having to clean out the melted sugar that gets stuck to my gums and teeth.
I should probably make a few changes and try to remember the “why” behind those holidays. But at my age that just doesn’t make much sense. Or if it does, I’ll probably forget what it was.
Framing the Sound 