The Hubster told me a wonderful story from his past yesterday that I felt I MUST share with you. Many moons ago, when the Hubs was just a small pre-Hubs, he lived in the city with his family. There he lived in an apartment, and across the street from this apartment building was a quaint little park. The pre-Hubs’ mom would often take him to play there. Now, if you’ll reach back and remember your park / playground days, you’ll remember a time when friendships weren’t so complicated. Your physical appearance didn’t matter, your likes and dislikes weren’t so important, and generally kids made friends in about 5 seconds. The…