Recently, I was reminded of the day I quit high school. Many of my friends believed the decision was made in haste; far from it. I spent a great deal of time pondering this decision. I even called a few potential employers and inquired if a high school diploma was mandatory, and pleased to learn that it wasn't. Remember, dear reader, the year was 1972, and things were very different. So on a beautiful day in May, I made m...