In the spring of 1973, I was an undergraduate majoring in Football Appreciation at the University of Tennessee. Like a lot of college students, I skipped several classes that spring, and I’ve got the transcript to prove it.
But I didn’t cut class in May of 1973 to throw a Frisbee or to enjoy springtime in the mountains of East Tennessee.
Unless you are a divorce lawyer, February is one of the best months of the year. That's because right smack in the middle of the year's shortest month comes a day for lovers ... Valentine's Day!