I'd like for you to meet Debbie Lou O'Reilly. In 1972 she was ten years old. It was an era when little boys wanted to fly to the moon and little girls dreamed of marrying Donny Osmond. It was a time of Klick-Klacks, records on cereal boxes, and a good game of Red Rover testing your skill and strategy. We as children didn't have a clear understanding of Vietnam, nor had we a clue why the president lost his job. Our biggest concern was how the Saturday morning cartoons would stack up, while awaiting the new Brady Bunch season. The old saying "from the mouths of babes" holds true, but not in the case of Debbie Lou. Take a look through her eyes as she recounts her fifth grade year on the pages of a little red dairy.