Would-Be Lovers, Sentimental Fools Deprived Of A Valentine's Day Staple
This Valentine's Day, I am heartless, a condition that also describes New England Confectionery Company, or Necco — the maker of Sweetheart candy, those small, chalky, heart-shaped confections that flood candy counters this time of year.
Last year, consumers coughed up $180 million for such sugar-engraved sonnets as "Be Mine," "Wait for Me" or "Call Me."
And like so much when it comes to looking for love, it apparently wasn’t enough.
Necco abruptly closed its doors. A few months later, it was purchased by Spangler Company. But it was too late to for cardiac resuscitation in time for Valentine’s Day.
That left a Sweetheart deficit of about 8 billion tiny candies, and a clamoring market of love-besotted adults and clueless elementary school students, like I was.
I can remember the day when a certain second-grader marched up to his cubby desperately hoping for a valentine from Penny Frankel and found …none.
Well, one. From his mother.
Even decades later, I can recall the twinge of trudging home from school clutching that single Valentine only to be greeted by a candy dish full of the pink and white hearts announcing, "Wait for Me."
“You’ll see,” my mother would offer. “Girls are like buses. Wait around and another will come along.”
A bittersweet pill to swallow and nowhere close to mending my broken 7-year-old heart.
Like love itself, the candy was both too hard and too sweet; and a grim reminder that for the Mr. Lonelyhearts, love was hardly waiting just around the corner.
All of which was enough to sour me on Sweethearts forever.
Later, with the world of candy hearts a dim memory, I found true love not in a dish or at a bus stop, but in the usual bumbling, stumbling way that passes for experience.
For this, I was rewarded with three daughters — who never asked, and would never have accepted, a word of my advice on romance.
Still, I'm glad Spangler announced plans to relaunch Sweethearts for 2020.
As for me, I’m hoping Sweethearts 2.0 will appear with more timely and more honest messages:
"Eat Your Heart Out."
"Love is Cruel."
"It’s Only Business."
Robert Chipkin lives and writes in Springfield, Massachusetts.