I found this tiny tiny picture of my father last week when I was cleaning out my parents house. I love how it captures my father. He is utterly filled with happiness and mischievousness, my father to a T. Lately I've been thinking a lot about men. I know, they're not really in vogue right now, and there is a good reason for that. They've gotten a lot of bad press. And most of it is well deserved. I myself have seen my fair share of men not acting their best and I feel deeply sorry for anyone who has to deal with that day in and day out. I am more sorry than I can say. Especially because I know how men can be when they are at their best. And that's what I've been thinking about. How my life has been a pattern of men around me behaving well. I was never afraid growing up or as a teenager. I knew that at my back were my father and three brothers (and that's not counting my Uncle or cousins)....