The news the other day reported that pillow fights are now banned. They are causing too many injuries.

No, this was not about pillow fights at the Alpha Delta Pi sorority, or the local junior high schoo pajama partyl. And it was not Victoria's Secret banning pillow fighting photo shoots - heaven forbid. It is coming from the superintendent of the United States Military Academy at West Point.

Yes, West Point. It turns out that pillow fighting among cadets has been a long standing way of buildings camaraderie among cadets at the beginning of their plebe year. And those cadets are getting hurt.

My mind races back to the summer of 1961. I was a small, cough-prone and skinny six year old, sent away to sleep away camp in the Poconos for eight weeks. One of the activities we had was Golden Gloves. Two six year olds puting on boxing gloves and wacking away at each other while the other kids cheered. My luck, I had to fight the big fat kid. I was scared of Golden Gloves and wondered why they made us do that. I would have been very happy to have pillow fighting as an activity instead.