there was a time when i was young when right and wrong were black and white and all the world was cut and dry.
girls on the left boys on the right and everyone knew where they stood and there was no middle in the road. and all my toys lay scattered on the floor. the yellow brick road was just another place i hadnt been to yet but would go to eventually. and i knew i would find it because my father told me so. and i knew that when i found it i would know because nobody told me i wouldnt. and if there was ever a ceiling i couldnt touch or a question i couldnt answer it was only because i wasn't a grown-up. Yet. and nothing was ever unreachable and nothing was ever unknowable and nothing was ever impossible as long as i was a kid -- Matthew Jacobs Originally published December 1996