I was raised in the 80's, not by my parents, but by life. I came from teen parents who had no support in turn they couldn't support us, or our choices, life did, but it didn't. Life, I guess we should be thankful because life made us "tuff", but what would life look now if we had the support and income to go directly to college out of high school, experiencing college and going through the rites of passage from our first frat party to our first overnight in a co-ed dorm, and so on. Instead what we got was the "life of hard knocks! But maybe that wasn't bad. Or, was it.