Or, how ten years of solo child-rearing made my beard gray — I thought I did everything right. I finished college, got married, and had two wonderful sons. Then it all changed. Thanks to my wife’s genetic disease, I was left to raise two small boys on my own. The Tragedy My wife suffered from sickle cell anemia, a disease affecting primarily people of…

Or, how I learned to stop worrying and become a superhero — It’s a word that makes men cringe and double over in imagined pain. And, considering that we’ve been taught the “family jewels” are to be protected at all costs, it’s understandable. There’s also the very real pain we experience due to actual sensitivity — everyone knows a shot to the…