Ah, the days of just being a boy. For me, they represented some of the best days of my life. Fun, fun, and more fun. I woke up happy and went to bed happy, and the hours in between were happy, except for the time I had to sit in a classroom and pretend I was paying attention to what the teacher was saying. Back then, I wasn’t even getting into real trouble at school. I still respected and feared authority figures. For boys, the best time in life is before puberty, which is the process of physical changes by which ...