Laying in darkness in my bed as an 8 year old because it was time for light’s out told me to put my Nancy Drew book away for the night. School tomorrow meant an earlier bedtime even though I always wanted to read for another hour or two. It was just too soon to settle in for sleep with so much going on in the world. I really hated to miss out on so much. If I couldn’t read I would listen to The Lone Ranger on my little lime green plastic radio. But I needed to sneak it under my bedcovers and keep the volume low.