Remember the days of old when you could run into your local corner store and fill that little brown bag up with an array of colorfully assorted candies all for a quarter. When Swedish fish were found by the pound in your mouth instead of by the schools in their homeland lakes, and licorice shoe strings stayed wrapped around your tongue instead of around the laces in your favorite ‘bo-bo’ kicks. These were the days of hopscotch and jump rope, jacks and hide-and-go-seek; when little boys could catch cooties from little girls, and little girls could catch heartbreaks from kindergarten hunks. In the days of old, summers lasted forever and every summer rainstorm left a rainbow across the sky.