I can't really remember an age of innocence either, but certainly an age of naivety (which I still have plenty of). Grew up on a farm and from the beginning there was always an air of stress in would we make it through another year....all I wanted was out! I hated every minute of farm life and wanted to be a scientist, never felt like I fit in.....then my mother's attempt at suicide when I was a teen, the subsequent angry divorce ....sometimes I think I was never really a child.
There were good times though and now I'd love to live away from the city in a farmhouse (without the farming mind you
).