When Our Boys Become Men

I remember when both of them were born. Soft coos. Gummy baby smiles. One of them could wail louder than any human I’ve ever heard – and he did so much that when news of his baby brother’s conception was discovered when he was a mere six months old, I sat...

The Kind of Boys I Have

The following post was first published last week for The M.O.B. Society. Unfortunately, the site is experiencing technical difficulties so it was emailed to subscribers rather than on the blog. To receive this newsletter until the site is rebuilt, click here. I was...