Fatherhood I came from an era where men didn’t express emotions. My father, born in 1913, never said I love you or hugged me. But I knew he loved me. When my son was born, I wanted to break the cycle of “silence” and teach my son to find the balance between self-expression and individualism. I had to uproot my own antiquated male stereotypical thinking and plant new ideas; more expressive, compassionate, and loving. Our grandfathers and great grandfathers were crusty hard-nos