No kids, but I was not allowed to have cokes, candy bars, and limited to very small amounts of sugar. I could only have them after sports activities, hence joining every team I could. Saturday morings were nice, a heaping pile of sugar over cheerios, and a splash of milk, folks weren't up yet. The best though, was when our garage was loaded with umpteen hundred boxes of chocolate bars, which were to be distributed to the players in the city baseball association to raise money. Ooooh man. Hyperactivity, wish I still had it.
