I once asked this question to a group of college students (some of you might have been there); what do you miss most about your childhood? Some of the responses were rather obvious: no homework, no worries, etc. Some were deep: the innocence, fear-free, etc. My own answer was depressing - myself and others who heard it; laughters. Let us ponder on that question again this week; what do you miss the most about your childhood? What is it about the childhood, as terrible as it might have been to some, that we are so fond of?