Part 1: Fortitude I’ve been interested in maleness for as long as I can remember. When I was three years old, my mother took me to the shoe store to get my first pair of “little boy” shoes. I was entranced with the red Keds, until the salesmen explained that “You really want the blue
“I was five years old when my uncle drove me to the mental hospital.” “Why do we have to go?” I asked. “Because your father needs you,” he said. “What’s the matter with him,” I wanted to know. Silence. In our family we didn’t talk about these things. This is the beginning of my book,
I was five years old when my uncle drove me to the mental hospital. He was taking me to see my father who had suffered “a nervous breakdown.” Later I learned that he had become increasingly depressed because he couldn’t make a living supporting his family. Like me, he was a writer, and found it
The “men’s movement” began for me on November 21, 1969, when I turned the wrong way when I left my wife. Let me explain. My wife and I were expecting our first child and I had been coaching her through 14 hours of Lamaze breathing exercises to help prepare for the birth. When it was
There is a saying that we teach what we want to learn. I suspect it may be equally true that we write about issues most important in our lives. I grew up as an only child in a single parent-family. My father was gone by the time I was five years old. My mother had
I wrote my first book, Inside Out: Becoming My Own Man in 1983. After reading it, Sam Julty, one of the leaders in the emerging men’s movement said, “You’ve become the men’s maven.” I liked the sound of it, but really didn’t know what it meant until I looked it up. “A maven is a
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