When I was a kid, I had a tree house in my back yard. All the kids in my neighborhood loved it and we all hung out there all the time. By the time I was in high school, it was a little run down and I only went to it when I wanted to sneak a beer or just get away from the family. I was pretty naïve and shy, but I loved a beer once in a while. Of course, locking myself in my room was my other escape from family craziness,...