No One Saw a Thing
I'd spent half my life dreaming about things that never happen. But this? I grabbed my boy and squeezed—his spindly body, smooth arms, elementary-school aroma—and just like that got caught up in something. No doubt there's a name for it somewhere in some parenting textbook I never read, a name that captures the notion that there's a reservoir filled with everything we've ever held back, and that it can rise up and splash without warning.
"Men have accounted for more than 70 percent of the 7 million jobs lost since the recession began in December 2007. For many men, the loss of a job is an existential event that cuts to the core of their being. If you are what you do - which is how many guys see it - then who are you if you no longer do what you once did?
Perhaps it’s just coincidence, but men seem to be under the cultural microscope at the moment, with a focus on the ways they cope, or don’t, with suddenly changing roles."
--THE BOSTON GLOBE, in its review of The Good Men Project




























