Something we don't usually talk about, it seems... For those of you who are well into adulthood (at least 30), remember back when you were an adolescent and you thought that you knew more than your elders, that they couldn't possibly know how you feel about things or what it's like to be a teenager? Now that you've grown up, have you ever realized that, alas, you weren't as smart as you thought you were and that, well, maybe your elders did know something about what you were going through and how you felt? Not that it matters. We've all made it this far without spending useless time on thinking about that question, but I was just wondering if others felt this way about their pasts. Or am I the only one who really didn't know as much as I thought I knew?