Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?
When protection meant wearing a helmet?
When the worst things you could get from the opposite sex was cooties?
Race issues were about who ran the fastest.
War was only a card game.
The only drug you knew was cough medicine.
The only thing that hurt you were skinned knees.
Goodbyes only meant until tomorrow.

And we couldn't wait to grow up. What were we thinking?!?!?

Shu, is this yours or did you find it somewhere?

My first reaction was, "no!" But then I thought way back to my childhood, and you're completely right. Childhood is innocence, isn't it?