![]() During the last semester of my senior year we got to be roommates, and honestly it was one of best times of my life. Jeremy was an Eagle Scout, and loved the outdoors like I did. Sometime during my junior year I met someone who would become one of closest friends, one of my sons will be named after him. And so it was something I set aside and sort of forgot about, until I was in college. My dad was never into that, and I actually didn't go camping for real until I was in my early 20's. I'd had tents set up in the living room and the kitchen, but it wasn't real camping. My dad hunted, one of his few hobbies, and eventually I started going on those with him, but one thing I always wanted to do was camp. I remember making a tent in my room, cutting down trees (my sister is still amazed that my parents let an 8 year old boy have an ax), shooting a bow and arrow and BB gun, and just having a great time as a kid. We need permission, not to set responsibility aside, but to take risks, to live with passion, to be men who live, not simply exist.Īs a boy my favorite movie was Disney's "Davy Crockett: King of the Wild Frontier." I had the coon skin cap (made out of actual raccoon fur back then), a powder horn, toy rifle, and my mom even made me an outfit out of actual deer skin that my dad had gotten over several hunting trips. We need, and long for, permission to be the men we were created to be. And as this book states, we don't need a book, but permission. They offer a band-aid when serious stitches are needed. Many of us have seen the books that try to fix us, but never quite do the job. It is with these words that this book, and our journey begin. Permission to live from the heart and not from the list of 'should' and 'ought to' that has left so many of us tired and bored." Dear Lord- do we really need another book for men? Nope.
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