In 1969 my son, Jemal, was born. When I held him for the first time, I made a vow that I would be a different kind of father than my father was able to be for me and I would help make the world a better place where men were fully healed and deeply connected

In my last post I wrote about “Christine, Brett, and Me: One Man’s Reaction To The Ford-Kavanaugh Hearings.” I got a lot of reaction from both men and women. Some people made a single comment in support or opposition. Some people continued to post, generally in angry opposition to what I had written. It was