Now there’s synchronicity–Valentina on Valentine’s Day. You know, the first Valentina I ever met was a lovely 19 year old girl who I chatted with in the elevator of the apartment building I grew up in. She was later murdered out front of the building in the street by “Son of Sam.” I can’t believe we’ve gotten to a point where the “good ol’ days” were when these sick people only killed one of two people at a time. Anyway, I’ve never forgotten her….it’s a lovely name…and may she and all those murdered senselessly rest in peace. I am saddened by this state of affairs and pray there is a way to make it stop. One thing is certain, a vote for/support of Trump is a vote for this to continue or even worsen.