Wow, Rick! Another sad post (the last one was that lovely pic)! Everyone, is different, of course. but at 16, I had never been abroad, couldn't speak a foreign language, never heard the Beetles, couldn't use a combat knife, hadn't discovered literature, never been laid, never dropped, never taken pride in a job, never raised kids, never seen a computer, never kept mantids....; everyone has his/her own list. Think of all the good times that you've had at 31 (you are one day older than I, you know!) that you couldn't even imagine at 16 and remember that as the years go by, we tend to fondly remember "the good old days" (sic transit gloria mundi) and forget the multitudinous pains and anguish that chracterize adolesence.Glad I got this out of my system on Sunday; now I can go back to being my usual crotchety self for the rest of the week!