One of the books that was required reading when I went to school…but was so much fun to read that it didn’t have to be required at all…was Huckleberry Finn. It was an adventure to read and it brought to life the children of that time. They were free. They could…and so could I…ride our bikes all over town…we could be lazy on a summer day and even when we didn’t get straight A’s…it wasn’t the end of the world. We could have fun playing outside…we knew all the kids in the neighborhood and we even had fights. Now we have NO CHILD LEFT BEHIND and to some extent no child left alone to imagine things not on TV or video games. Parents were around, but at a safe distance allowing us to learn by our mistakes and we didn’t get trophies for not finishing first in little league. There may have been bullies, but no Columbine’s… childhood has never been safe, stable, innocent or unique, but we all have them. How have they changed and how have they remained so wonderfully the same?