It isn’t easy being a man (or a woman) these days. Roles are changing. The world is changing. It can feel like the very foundation of who we are has been built on an earthquake fault.  Just when we think we can walk around safely, the ground begins to move and we are knocked off

My involvement helping men and their families began for me on June 12, 1965 when my father came to my college graduation, an encounter I described in Part 1. Although I hadn’t seen him since I was a child I recognized him immediately. I went looking for him when I came off the stage, but

My wife, Carlin, and I have each been married twice before. Like most everyone, we grew up in families that were dysfunctional in varies ways. I think of our journey as being a confluence of separate rivers of life. Our parents each had their own stream and came together to produce us. Each time we