When I was a young lad in Berlin, we had no such thing. But thanks to the tireless efforts of Nestlé and Fleurop, even my German compatriots are now encouraged to buy candy and flowers, and purchase a sappy, raunchy or—they say—even classy card on Valentine’s Day.
Nothing wrong with that.
So why not throw in a tender yet timeless story about this festive occasion into the FencingClassics mix.
A word of caution: We have no idea where the author got the notion that things can happen that way. He sounds credible.
Happy Valentine’s Day, you crazy kids. Continue reading










