It was a heartfelt affair for affairs of the heart. Heart shaped balloons carried up by the heat of heart shaped flames. Dazzling doohickeys with heart shaped bells were sold to children at the celebration.
Everyone there wore shirts or sweaters emblazoned with some type of heart. The most popular was of course, the heart on the sleeve.
The atmosphere was one of friendship, love and respect, the likes of which had not been seen since the flower children paraded the streets of San Francisco. This festival heartened the participants with hope for the future. Be still my beating heart.