Remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground, the worst thing that you could get from the opposite sex was cooties, your worst enemies were your teachers or your siblings, race issues was who ran the fastest, war was a card game, the only drug you knew was cough medicine; the only thing that you smoked were the tires on your bike, the only thing that hurt was skinned knees and the only thing that can get broken were your toys. life was simple and care free, but what I remember the most was wanting to grow up...